Authors: Virginia Henley
After they were both replete, Jory lay prone between his powerful legs, her lush breasts cushioned upon his chest, so they could talk.
“The coronation will be here before we know it. I've been working on my gown for weeks. I am going to enjoy being at the Windsor Court for a while. From what I know of Edward, young Queen Isabella is going to need my protection. A poor little lamb to the slaughter, I'm afraid.” She brushed her fingertips over Warwick's cheekbone. “I know you will sometimes hate being at Court, but whenever you begin to feel closed in, you can escape to Flamstead Castle and your horses.”
“You'll enjoy spending time with Joanna, who will undoubtedly return to Windsor. And when you get tired of Court, you can visit with Lynx and Jane,” he said indulgently.
“Ah, but when I truly get tired of Court and want to leave and return home to Warwick, I have a plan.”
“And what is this diabolical plan?”
“I shall have another baby, of course.” She moved against him sensually, fully aware of the effect she had on him. “And this time I shall have a
son
. I have quite made up my mind!”