Chapter 71

Emma's POV

I feel a man's hand holding my waist. I turn as Jordy leans over the bed. His fingers twine in my hair, "Morning Emma!"

He says drowsily, reaching to touch my cheeks.

"Morning!" I murmur as he gently nips at my lips. "I... I thought it might be someone else."

He arches his brows, "last night I made you feel wonderful, remember that?"

Yes, he certainly did. I think of his lips, and hands, and the thick, hot part of him that invaded my body.

He was passionate. He was strong and loving and kind, even when Josephine tested his patience. Even when he turned me over his knee and spanked me, he held me afterward and stroked my hair and comforted me.

He sits up and gets dressed. Not just dressed to wander in the home, but dressed formally, in a deep blue ensemble with an intricately tied cravat.

I feel something quite strange about him.

"Why are you dressing so formally?" I sit up, clutching the sheet to my chest, for I'm still naked. I look at the whole of him. "You look very hand