“ "Do you know that I can read, Bran?" “Darlin’” he said, raising himself up onto one elbow. “You don't have to make things up. Everyone knows that you landed Bran Moynahan on your good looks, not your brains." He gave her nipple a playful pinch and lay back down closing his eyes again. Darcy stared at him thunderstruck. His words burned a scar into her more damaging than any punch, and her eyes narrowed. Her heart started to pound, and she said, "You're right, Bran, I have no brains. I was... stupid enough to think that you were worthy of me!" Darcy stood up, pushing the branches aside and stepped out of the bower. She could hear Bran calling her, but she did not respond. A rush of fresh air filled her lungs, and she realized how stifling it had been back there in the darkness alone with him. Chapter 12 Darcy looked over her shoulder as she walked along the bluff toward the abbey. She knew that Bran might follow her, so she quickened her pace. Then she began to run.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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