The Sweetest Kiss (Brothers of Worthington Series) by Marie Higgins Page B
Authors: Marie Higgins
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a vivid imagination. Trey had tormented her endlessly as a child, and she feared for her life most of the time. Even now, he tormented her, but in a stimulating way. That emotion was so very different, yet she enjoyed the rush of tingles heating fluttering in her belly.
So was Trey supposed to be the man she fell in love with?
She rolled her eyes and kicked a pebble into the water. Men like Trey would never settle down. Their sole purpose in life was to woo every maiden that came in their path. Judith didn’t want a man like that. She wanted one who would love and shower her with affection. One who wanted to raise and support a family. Like her father had done. Men like Trey would not fit into this category.
The thundering of horse’s hooves pulled her attention away from the water and to the rider barreling down upon her. Gasping, she clutched the high-neck collar of her Spencer jacket and moved toward her mare. Good heavens, the rider would trample her any second now…
Chapter Six
Closer the rider came through the shadows of the evening, but she couldn’t see his face. Just as he was upon her, the outline of his body seemed familiar, and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. What was Trey doing here? Could she be alone with him without those betraying tremors making her body warm and soft at the same time? Today while they played in the water, she’d grown close to him. Emotionally. He’d proven to her that she could finally trust him. He’d also proven to her that he enjoyed her nearness. While he’d held her so close, she’d felt his ragged breaths upon her face and the uneven rhythm of his heart.
He stopped his horse short and jumped down. This evening he wore brown riding breeches and black boots. A cravat was absent, but his white lawn shirt and brown waist jacket emphasized his perfect skin color, and made his blue eyes nearly shine. Relief was the best way to explain his expression and his wide smile as he walked toward her.
“There you are.” He tied his horse near hers. “I wondered what became of you.”
“Why?”
He faced her and his attention slid over her body. As each second passed, his smile widened and eyes darkened. Her heartbeat knocked faster against her ribs.
“You seemed to have disappeared. Mother said she thought she saw you taking Bluebell out to ride.” He shrugged. “I could not help but worry about you riding through the estate with shadows all around.”
She arched a brow. “Why? Do you think the only time I can ride is during the day light hours? I assure you, I have had riding lessons since I was old enough to sit on a horse.”
Chuckling, he drew closer. “I have seen firsthand how you can ride when the sun is not fully in the sky, my dear.”
Thinking of their meeting at the woodsman’s cottage caused her to blush. “Then why were you worried tonight?”
He stopped only a few feet in front of her. “I worried because I know how easily it is for you to sneak off without being noticed.” He winked.
Judith laughed. “Then I forgive you this time.”
His gaze boldly caressed her again, only slower. On impulse, she folded her arms and found the courage to raise her stubborn chin, facing him instead of cowering.
“I needed to be by myself for a while. That’s why I went riding.” She turned toward the stream, walking toward the edge. “It’s such a lovely evening. I could not let it pass without a short outing.”
“Indeed, it’s a perfect evening for being outdoors, but—” He grasped her elbow. “I fear because of the shadows, if you get any closer to that water, you will slip on the moist ground. This water is much deeper than what we had waded in earlier. I would hate for you to soil your dress.”
Warmth spread from his touch like wild fingers of comfort racing through her. She sucked in a breath and looked at him over her shoulder. Had the bolt of energy passed through him, also?
“No, Trey. I definitely don’t want to soil my dress.
So was Trey supposed to be the man she fell in love with?
She rolled her eyes and kicked a pebble into the water. Men like Trey would never settle down. Their sole purpose in life was to woo every maiden that came in their path. Judith didn’t want a man like that. She wanted one who would love and shower her with affection. One who wanted to raise and support a family. Like her father had done. Men like Trey would not fit into this category.
The thundering of horse’s hooves pulled her attention away from the water and to the rider barreling down upon her. Gasping, she clutched the high-neck collar of her Spencer jacket and moved toward her mare. Good heavens, the rider would trample her any second now…
Chapter Six
Closer the rider came through the shadows of the evening, but she couldn’t see his face. Just as he was upon her, the outline of his body seemed familiar, and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. What was Trey doing here? Could she be alone with him without those betraying tremors making her body warm and soft at the same time? Today while they played in the water, she’d grown close to him. Emotionally. He’d proven to her that she could finally trust him. He’d also proven to her that he enjoyed her nearness. While he’d held her so close, she’d felt his ragged breaths upon her face and the uneven rhythm of his heart.
He stopped his horse short and jumped down. This evening he wore brown riding breeches and black boots. A cravat was absent, but his white lawn shirt and brown waist jacket emphasized his perfect skin color, and made his blue eyes nearly shine. Relief was the best way to explain his expression and his wide smile as he walked toward her.
“There you are.” He tied his horse near hers. “I wondered what became of you.”
“Why?”
He faced her and his attention slid over her body. As each second passed, his smile widened and eyes darkened. Her heartbeat knocked faster against her ribs.
“You seemed to have disappeared. Mother said she thought she saw you taking Bluebell out to ride.” He shrugged. “I could not help but worry about you riding through the estate with shadows all around.”
She arched a brow. “Why? Do you think the only time I can ride is during the day light hours? I assure you, I have had riding lessons since I was old enough to sit on a horse.”
Chuckling, he drew closer. “I have seen firsthand how you can ride when the sun is not fully in the sky, my dear.”
Thinking of their meeting at the woodsman’s cottage caused her to blush. “Then why were you worried tonight?”
He stopped only a few feet in front of her. “I worried because I know how easily it is for you to sneak off without being noticed.” He winked.
Judith laughed. “Then I forgive you this time.”
His gaze boldly caressed her again, only slower. On impulse, she folded her arms and found the courage to raise her stubborn chin, facing him instead of cowering.
“I needed to be by myself for a while. That’s why I went riding.” She turned toward the stream, walking toward the edge. “It’s such a lovely evening. I could not let it pass without a short outing.”
“Indeed, it’s a perfect evening for being outdoors, but—” He grasped her elbow. “I fear because of the shadows, if you get any closer to that water, you will slip on the moist ground. This water is much deeper than what we had waded in earlier. I would hate for you to soil your dress.”
Warmth spread from his touch like wild fingers of comfort racing through her. She sucked in a breath and looked at him over her shoulder. Had the bolt of energy passed through him, also?
“No, Trey. I definitely don’t want to soil my dress.
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