"What Are You Doing?" Lilly Asked
She stared at Knight. He was musing about the history of the oak forest even as he began to unbutton his shirt. He couldn't be serious. No, it was impossible. It was the middle of the day.
On the other hand, he had entered her bedchambers, had ripped open her nightgown, had touched her and kissed her and made her scream with pleasure. Oh dear, she had to do something.
"No, damn you!" Lily picked up her skirt and bounced away from him.
"Not again," Knight sighed.