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I’ll miss ye so much, dear Noah.

He wrapped his arms around her. “How dae ye feel?”

“I feel fine,” she assured him. “Callie is a miracle worker, for truth.”

“Aye, she is.” Noah grinned. “So, ye are completely recovered?”

“I feel it,” she reiterated, nodding in assent.

“Thank God for that.” He reached up and kissed her, instantly melting into it and his arms

Aye, this is what I wish for, tae ken him one last time before I must leave.

Rolling together, he placed her back flat to the bed and moved himself over her, kissing down her neck. Scarlett arched against him, wanting more. His hands wandered, reaching for her night rail, and lifting over her head.

“Ye are teasing me—hurry.”

“Ye are recovered enough for this then?” he whispered against her collarbone, peppering her with more kisses.

“Perhaps this is what I need tae get me out of this bed again,” she said playfully. He chuckled and then raised the night rail over her head.

With her body exposed and the cover tossed off the bed, they both stilled. Scarlett stared as his eyes raked over her. She felt no embarrassment with him, none at all this time. These last few days, she had felt truly loved.

Even if he cannae say the words, it is how he makes me feel.

She felt her eyes sting as she realized that she loved him too, completely. It was not supposed to happen; far from the plan she and Eloise devised, but it could not be helped. She loved Noah, dearly.

Moving his body over her, he placed sweet kisses on her breasts. When he latched his lips around a pink nipple, she arched against him, gasping at the pleasure that ricocheted through her. He shifted so he was between her legs, her knees raised up around his hips. He constantly thrilled her with those kisses to her breasts as she reached down for him, desiring his release.

He positioned himself over her.

“This time, it willnae hurt,” he promised, devouring her lips. She felt his length nudge open, but it was only a foreshadowing of what was to come.

“Nae more teasing,” she begged breathlessly. He raised himself up, then entered her smoothly. Scarlett gasped, her legs quivering around him, at the suddenness of it. She panted as he began to pulse within her. The thrill he gave her vibrated throughout her entire body.

He put one hand on her knee and held her body wide open for him, allowing him to dive into her more easily. The heat of the moment caused her hands to move all over his body, creating ripples of pleasure that induced guttural moans deep in his throat. He tipped his head back, enjoying the pleasure of her touch, before moving more forcefully.

Scarlett's pleasure was quickly heightened by the thrusting. It wasn't like their first time together. Though just as intense and intimate, it wasn't just about the passion this time, but about something more. His touch was tender as he reached out to sweep her hair away from her face, making her yearn for mutual surrender.

Scarlett was close to a climax when she noticed a change in him. She felt the tingling intensify until she was struck with stronger pleasure, causing her to convulse around him, seeking his biceps to tightly grip them as his name fell from her lips. With the next pulse, he remained still above her. He found the bedstead, using it to thrust himself a final time. As his release came to an end, he let out a growl.

They came down pulsing gently from their exertions, sweat beading between them. As they kissed, he rested above her, his weight supported by his elbows. Scarlett reached her arms around him, holding tightly.

“I dinnae want this moment tae end,” she confessed. If she could, she’d hold it forever. For she knew she had less than a day with him before she had to leave. This pleasure would never happen again.

“There will be many moments more like this, Scarlett. I promise.” He kissed her again, but she uttered not a sound.

If only I could confess the truth tae ye.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

After Noah left, Scarlett was restless. Wearing a lounge dress over a chemise, she paced up and down the chamber. She wasn’t alone for long; Callie came to see her, knocking quickly and hurrying inside.

“Here, drink these, they will help yer recovery.”

“Ye saved my life. Thank ye from the bottom of my heart.” Scarlett put down the vials, and wrapped her arms around Callie, embracing her tightly.

“’Twas my pleasure,” Callie said softly with a smile. “I am pleased tae see ye recovered, but I am afraid I have bad news. Do ye ken what day it is?”