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she came out of it. She screamed loudly again when she felt the pain of the flame. With eyes wide and tears streaming down her cheeks, she stared up at him. “I’m sorry, oh my God, Rowen. What have I done?”
    “ You almost killed me, Fern.” He was still hovering over her, not sure if he should let her go just yet. She’d obviously been put under a spell. Then he felt her body soften and knew she was all right. The burn of the candle must have brought her out of it. “You’ll be alright now, Fern.”
    Rowen scanned Fern’s body with his eyes, stopping to rest on the creamy white skin nestled in the middle of her breasts where they pressed against each other. It took a lot of concentration but he eventually let his eyes creep back up to settle on hers. They drew him in to the very depths of her soul. He’d removed his coat and shoes earlier to help ward off some of the heat and had unbuttoned his under shirt. Relaxing slowly, he laid down on top of her before taking her mouth with his. His entire body tensed when the hard buds of her breasts reacted from underneath the silk of her bra, raking against the hairs of his chest.
    Fern wound her fingers through Rowen’s black hair as she gave in to his kiss. Arching her back she pushed her breasts against him harder until the hairs of his chest poked all the way through her bra. Their tickles brought forth an instant moan of satisfaction from her throat. When his mouth pulled away she grumbled her disapproval. Trailing tiny kisses down his neck, she urged him to continue.
    “ Fern, don’t do that, I shouldn’t have kissed you.” He was fighting his urge to take her. She wasn’t making it easy. “Come on, let me go, honey.” He bit his lip when Fern gently suckled his earlobe, then let it rake between her teeth. Grumbling, he placed his hands on her shoulders, hesitating when she ran the tip of her tongue along his jaw. Shaking his head, he pushed her back down against the blanket.
    “ Did you forget where we are, Fern? I haven’t. Nor can I forget what we are here to do. How can I make love to a woman I might have to watch…” He almost blew it. “We can’t do this, come on, stop what you’re doing before I’m unable to stop myself.”
    Fern rolled back to her blanket. Rowen was right; they had to stop before they both regretted it. “I’m sorry Rowen, I don’t know what got into me, again.” Blinking her eyes, she concentrated on pulling herself out of the remaining effects of the spell. Never had she been so prepared to give herself to a man she hardly knew. If he knew she was still a virgin he wouldn’t believe it, she certainly hadn’t acted the part. “Rowen, what happened to me earlier? Was I under a spell of some sort? Those words I kept saying must have meaning. Do you suppose that old woman put a spell on me to kill you?”
    He rolled over and faced her. “I am sure we can consider her the culprit, Fern. How long had you been down by the river before I came back?” He kept his eyes averted to keep from gawking at her body. He wished she would put her dress back on.
    “ You know, Rowen! I don’t even remember leaving. One moment I was clearing rocks out of the cave, the next I found myself sitting by the water. She must have hidden until you left.” She gasped then when it all came back to her in a flood of unexpected memories. Sitting up, she stared down at him. “Rowen! I remember what happened. I was still irritated with you for leaving me alone, so I started throwing rocks out of the cave to keep busy.”
    Pointing to the far side of the cave, she continued. “Over there I found a beautiful gold cross on a chain. I was so engrossed with it that I didn’t notice the old woman had returned. She told me to give her the cross because it belonged to Mary. I hesitated only for a second Rowen, but it was long enough for her to get inside with me and cast her spell. Those words, I know what they mean now. They were meant to freeze you out