Captain Carter was pacing into his cabin, holding a glass of brandy in his hand.
This time, his mind was bothered by something else - Serena and how much he lusted after her from the first moment he saw her face. Her gray eyes had haunted his mind.
He had craved for other women in the past, but none as much as Serena.
Many women had passed by his bed, but those women were older and certainly more experienced in bed than Serena. Most of them were married to older's men for their money.
In short, that women knew where they were going, with whom and why. They were absolutely aware of what they were going to do.
So, he had a great experience with women and was, if not entirely sure, almost sure of Serena's inexperience in bed. All signs showed it, but life had taught him not to put his hand in the fire for anyone.
But that was not the only reason he didn't dare to go one step further on her.
He was sure of his desire for her but not of his love.
