“Puck?”
“Puck the second, actually,” a dark voice drawled, making Leonida jerk her head up to watch Stefan step from behind the fountain.
“Stefan, you are home early.” With a smile of welcome, Brianna rose to her feet. “We did not expect you until dinner.”
Stefan’s gaze never wavered from Leonida’s guarded expression. “I discovered I could not concentrate on drainage ditches when I had two such lovely guests staying beneath my roof.”
Brianna chuckled. “It must be your loveliness that has lured him from his beloved fields, Leonida, since he has on more than one occasion forgotten that he was to join me for tea at Hillside.”
Stefan’s lips twitched. “Only because I knew your annoying husband would be hovering about to ruin my appetite for sponge cake.”
“You are a terrible liar and it is time I lay down for a rest,” Brianna said, glancing from Stefan to Leonida with a hint of satisfaction. “It is excessively inconvenient to always feel so weary.”
Recalling his manners, Stefan moved to take Brianna’s hand and lift it to his lips.
“Inconvenient, but wondrous.”
“Yes.”
“If you have need do not hesitate to call for me.”
“All I need is rest. I shall see you both at dinner.”
Leonida watched Brianna follow the path back toward the house, only belatedly realizing she was being left alone with Stefan. Her heart fluttered in alarm. She had gone to great efforts to avoid this precise situation.
“Perhaps…”
Without warning, Stefan had moved to grasp her arms. “No.”
STEFAN GAZED DOWN AT THE FACE that had haunted his nights. The clear, innocent blue eyes. The delicate features. The stubborn line of her jaw.
The lush lips that begged for his kiss.
Christ. He was tired of waiting for her to reveal her nefarious reasons for being at Meadowland, and even more tired of playing the role of proper host.
He wanted her in his bed. To hell with anything else.
As if sensing his smoldering tension, Leonida licked her lips, her eyes darkening with a need she could not entirely disguise.
“No?”
“You were about to suggest that you follow Brianna to ensure she is well or perhaps you have discovered a sudden need to change your gown or any of the other excuses you have used over the past two days to avoid being alone with me.”
Her lips thinned at his mocking tone. “If you are so confident I am attempting to avoid you then it would seem odd you would insist that I remain.”
Skimming his hands down her bare arms, he took her hand and firmly tugged her down the path.
“Since I have done everything in my power to make you feel welcome at Meadowland, I think it only fair to have an explanation as to why you would take such a dislike to my companionship.”
She ducked her head, hiding her expressive features. “I do not dislike your companionship.”
“
Then why do you avoid me?” he demanded. “Is it because I kissed you?”
“You should not have.”
Stefan’s short laugh was without humor. Did she believe that he had a choice in the matter?