“It is time for me to redeem myself,” Jate said as Kit entered her chambers. The ladies had already cleared out since they knew Kit would be entertaining in her private room that night, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed, awaiting her arrival.
Dressed in his breeches and a white tunic and nothing more, he stood to meet her at the door as soon as she entered. Kit took the time to lock it and then hurried toward his open arms. “You have no need to redeem yourself,” she said, leaning up to find his lips, but she knew what he was referring to. The last time they’d been together, he hadn’t quite satisfied her before he finished for himself. She was secretly hopeful things would turn out differently this time.
