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her finger down the strong line of his spine.
    “Not yet. I’ll have water brought up for you. You’ll want a bath so you aren’t sore.” He looked over his shoulder and gave her a slow, devilish smile, caught up her hand, and kissed the inside of her wrist. “And if I don’t get dressed, I’m not likely to get out of bed for the rest of the morning.”
    She blushed, having a good idea why she might be sore once the pleasure from their exercises faded. Half-dressed, he looked around the room for his shirt, which had been tossed clear to the other side. Once his clothes were retrieved, he came back to the bed and gave her a sweet kiss on the mouth.
    “I’ll have breakfast sent up for you, too. I’ll be back in half an hour. Throw on a dressing gown when I leave; the maids will be up with hot water before long.”
    Kate flung herself across the bed, arms stretched out. “I do wish we could laze about here all day.”
    “My sentiments exactly.” George tucked in his shirt and smoothed his hair back at the washstand. “Once we are married, we can spend weeks in bed.”
    “I like the sound of that. Who would ever have thought marriage meant spending your days in bed?”
    She pulled the sheet around her as she stood from the bed. Creeping up behind George, she pressed her cheek between his shoulder blades and let out a sigh. Twisting her fingers around the ring he’d given her only a couple of hours ago, she said, “I cannot wait to wear this ring in truth.”
    George turned around and took her hands in his. “Never think you aren’t wearing this is truth, even now.”
    Tipping forward, she gave him a kiss, lingering for a few moments with their mouths pressed together.
    “Go have the horses readied. I’ll be quick about preparing for the rest of our trip. The sooner we are wed, the sooner we’ll be safe from my father stealing me back.” And her having any more second thoughts.
    “I’ll see you soon, darling.”
     
    Chapter 6
    So far, they’d traveled six days without incident or a run-in with her father, and they were in the final stretch of their journey and fast approaching the Scottish border. Spending so much time in a carriage at the wicked pace they traveled wasn’t ideal for resting, and they were both worn and tired. Though Kate was still in good spirits, he worried she’d refuse to marry him once they arrived in Gretna.
    “What’s ensnared your mind so thoroughly?” Kate asked.
    Turning away from the passing scenery, he faced Kate. “I was just thinking of how well the trip has gone.”
    She gave him a slow smile. “It’s a sure sign that we are doing the right thing.”
    “I never doubted eloping for a single moment.”
    Kate squished herself onto the seat next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. “I know.”
    The light was fading as night enshrouded them on the busy road. This time tomorrow, they’d finally be married. 
    George tilted her face up to his. “The horses are fresh and we won’t stop until we reach our final destination. What shall we do to amuse ourselves until then?”
    Kate brushed her hand over the stubble that had grown on his face over the course of the day. “Hmm.”
    Her hand slipped lower, pressing over his chest and stomach and then over his quickly hardening member.
    “There was something I wanted to do that first day we were at the inn.”
    He had an inkling of what she referred to, and was impossibly hard at the thought of his fiancée’s sweet mouth wrapped around his cock. He cupped her breast and tweaked at the nipple with his fingers. He wanted them in his mouth while she rode him, though it would be difficult to do on the small seats of the carriage. But simply tasting of each other might prove easier. 
    Hitching up her skirt, he pressed his hand between the soft folds of her womanhood. When his fingers met with dampness, he groaned from the need that bombarded him. Kate tugged at the flap on his breeches and loosened the buttons