Joseph stood by
his horse, watching her. Sophia’s lips trembled, and she held her clammy palms
to her pounding chest. Her heart skipped a beat when he moved toward her. The
urge to run overtook her mind, but she stood rooted to the spot. Her legs wouldn’t
move.
“Are you all
right?” he asked, stopping just in front of her. Wide-eyed, Sophia stared up at
him. He no longer looked vicious. His utterly handsome features had softened
considerably, and a concerned look passed over his eyes. His gaze rested on her
face, his brows wrinkled slightly. “Sophie?” His hand reached out, his fingers grazing
her arm.
Sophia
sucked in a deep breath. He’d barely touched her, yet the jolt in her arm,
making her skin tingle, was immediate. She stepped back, out of his reach, and
tore her eyes away from him.
“Don’t touch
me,” she produced between trembling lips.
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