Faustus could have been blindfolded with her only standing next to him, not touching him and he would have sensed it the minute she stepped away. So when she pulled away from him now, her absence was heavy, and his arms wanted to follow her and never let her go. The sight of her slender hands working to unbutton her traveling gown sent the warm feeling in his chest spiraling throughout his extremities. They both knew what needed to happen, and though he had never questioned if she had been with a man before, with her status as a healer, he wouldn’t be surprised if she knew the finer details.

“May I?” he murmured again, his voice low as he reached out a hand.

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