For all the impropriety of this situation, Maria was prepared to do the proper thing and send Desmond on his way once she pulled her tunic back on properly. No doubt they both had things to take care of before the next bell tolled, and she'd planned for solitude in any case.
But then something in his expression changed as their eyes met. The look he gave her was hardly familiar, but she knew it somehow, as any woman with sense would know why a man looked at her like that. She should have reprimanded him immediately, or ignored its meaning and rushed him out the door. Maria Thorpe was not a liar, not to herself or to others, and she was not one to feign ignorance.
So she had no excuse to cling to as she remained still and let him touch her.
"Desmond," she said, her voice nearly catching in her throat. "I..."
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Date: 2014-07-22 02:55 am (UTC)But then something in his expression changed as their eyes met. The look he gave her was hardly familiar, but she knew it somehow, as any woman with sense would know why a man looked at her like that. She should have reprimanded him immediately, or ignored its meaning and rushed him out the door. Maria Thorpe was not a liar, not to herself or to others, and she was not one to feign ignorance.
So she had no excuse to cling to as she remained still and let him touch her.
"Desmond," she said, her voice nearly catching in her throat. "I..."