“Robbie leans down to murmur in my ear.“Yes, thank you. Those plaids of yours are very effective.” I pull the blue and green fabric up to my chin.“Not mine, those are Sinclair colours.”I turn to Will, cantering alongside us. “Thank you for lending them to me.”“You’re welcome, lass. And I’m sorry I scared you back there, it was crass of me to speak to you so.”He has no need to elaborate, and I make no pretence of not understanding. He’s referring to his offer to deal with the matter of my arousal.... “I was feeling vulnerable, and yes, that was so not what I wanted to hear.” I pause, wondering if I should make my next remark. I toss caution to the winds. “Not then.”“Lass?” Robbie starts behind me, his gloved fingers twisting the reins to slow the horse.“Are we to gather you’ve discovered a liking for a decent paddling after all?” Will is typically direct, but his candour is not unwelcome this time. I can be quite bold when I’m upright and fully dressed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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