Chapter 149
- Unwilling to seem foolish by arguing, she bit her lip and followed him into the cosy bedroom, where an oil lamp glowed and a cheerful log fire blazed in the wide grate.
- He led her to an armchair in front of the fire and pressed her into its cushioned comfort, before releasing her hand.
- Feeling curiously shaky, her own hand still tingling from the contact, she looked up at him.