the windows.
Beck stopped and looked out over the fields. Someone had been
working there, too. It seemed that Cian hadn’t been so derelict.
Beck wondered about Liadan’s words. He hoped his twin hadn’t
been forcing the villagers to work while he paid court to their new
wife. Cian could be lazy at times, but he wasn’t cruel. He did
sometimes take a different view of what was due to them than Beck
did.
What if Meg sided with Cian? What if Meg thought it should be
her right to take what she wanted simply because someone had put a
title in front of her name? She was about to discover that it was his
right to set her straight.
“You wanted to see me, Professor Finn?”
Meg’s voice was soft but audible through the open windows. Beck
paused before opening the door. He could see his brother and their
wife through the open shades. She was so beautiful to Beck. She was
wearing a pretty skirt and a shirt that dipped awfully low on her chest.
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She’d unbuttoned the top two buttons, and her breasts swelled out of
the white linen. It made his mouth water to remember just how good
those breasts felt in his hands and pressed against his chest. She wore
her long hair in pigtails, tied with white ribbons.
“Yes, I did, Megan,” Cian said in what Beck recognized as his
teacher voice. It was stern and a little intimidating. Why was he using
it on their wife? “You were a very naughty girl in class today.”
Cian was sitting at the kitchen table, and Meg stood looking down
at him. Beck couldn’t see his brother’s face, but he had an excellent
view of Meg. She leaned over. Her voice was slightly breathy.
“Please, Professor. I need to pass this class. I can’t fail. My parents would be so angry with me. Is there anything I could do for a little