A Question of Love by Gwen Kirkwood Read Free Book Online Page A

places, and with any number of interesting men and although she never went into detail Roseanne knew she had had her fair share of casual affairs.
    But casual was not her style and she was intensely aware of Euan 's lean body hard and muscular against her own and her treacherous response as she felt his arousal. Her knees felt weak and for the first time in her life Roseanne wanted the kiss to go on - and on.

 
     
    Four
     
    It was Saturn restlessly pawing the ground who brought Roseanne down to earth.
    ` We’d better get back,’ she gasped when she found the strength to draw her mouth away sufficiently to get her breath. Euan released her reluctantly. He was breathing hard. He couldn’t remember wanting to make love to a woman as much as he wanted Roseanne Fairfax at that moment.
    ` Pity,’ he sighed, `but you’re right – this time.’ He clasped her arm as she turned towards Bella. `Don’t go back today, Roseanne. Please?’ He rarely pleaded but he needed time; he longed to explore this side of her. She was so different to the reserved, efficient Miss Fairfax she presented to the world of Kershaw & Co., and even there she intrigued him.
    ` I must go. We have a busy week ahead at work and I have to pack ready for moving next Saturday.’
    ` We could leave straight after breakfast Sunday morning. We’d be back before lunch. I’ll help you to pack. Have you got boxes?’
    `Oh yes?’ She began to laugh. `I can’t see you packing underwear or folding dresses.’
    ` Oh I don’t know,’ he grinned. `I wouldn’t mind seeing your underwear.’ His eyes sparkled when he saw the twin flags of colour mount her cheeks. `Seriously I’m sure there’s other things. I’m a dab hand with books and I could manage the pots and pans and ornaments. Please Roseanne? You said spending time at the farm re-energises you. Anyway you haven’t shown me the animals yet.’ She hesitated, chewing her lower lip. He drew a finger down her cheek and under her chin, lifting her face. `Or the boundaries.’
    ` The – the boundaries?’ Her green eyes widened.
    ` To the land?’ He grinned, his eyes more blue than grey in the morning sun and glinting with laughter. `I’m hoping there’ll soon not be any other boundaries between us. Please stay?’ He looked faintly surprised. `I’ve never said please so often in such a short time in my life!’ he confessed.
    ` I admit I do love it here.’ Roseanne agreed with a soft sigh. `All right, we’ll stay, but only if you promise we’ll leave here by eight thirty in the morning, as soon as we’ve exercised the horses and had our breakfast.’
    ` It’s a deal.’ His spirits soared.
    Euan was a little ahead as they cantered back into the yard. The milk tanker had arrived to collect the day’s milk. It was an articulated lorry with a long silver body. The driver was experienced but the farm yard had been designed in the days when cows were milked in byres with the dairy adjoining and a stand for the milk churns at the end of the drive. It took several manoeuvres in the confined space to position the monster tanker close enough to the dairy to connect a hosepipe between the farm milk tank and the road tanker so that the milk could be pumped from one to the other. The morning sun shone brightly on the curved expanse of silver metal. The sudden glitter startled Saturn. He reared in panic, whinnying and pawing the air. Euan was unprepared and Roseanne’s heart thundered as he struggled to regain his balance and grip the horse with his knees. She was sure he would be thrown onto the unyielding surface of the concrete yard before he could control the frightened horse. Bella danced sideways, alarmed by her stable mate’s reaction but she was used to Roseanne so it was not too difficult to calm her and turn her around, heading her out of the yard, away from the tanker. The driver switched off his engine, staring in dismay at the rearing horse, but it was not the noise of his engine which was