Part 35 (1/2)
”What?” she prodded when he seemed unable or unwilling to go on.
”... I love you.”
She started to cry then, big loud sobs, accompanied by fat tears br.i.m.m.i.n.g in her eyes and running down
her face. ”This was not quite the reaction I expected,” he said, reaching for her. She swatted his hands away. ”Whatdid you expect?” ”I expected... nay, I hoped... that you would say you loved me, too.” ”Of course I do, you idiot.” ”You do? Then all the other problems are nothing if we have that.” He frowned as if something was bothering him. ”If you love me, why did you go away... two times?”
”The first time is easy to explain. I knew we could have no life together... with your feelings about me
and motherhood... which I presume have not changed, by the by. So, yea, we do have problems that seem nigh insurmountable. Plus, I had to leave to give my sisters a chance at marriage.” He pondered her words, then nodded. ”It is a twisted logic, but I guess I understand, though why you could not tell me afore leaving, I do not know.”
”You would have tried to talk me out of it.”
”That is true, that is true,” he agreed. ”Which brings us to the second time. I rescued you, returned you to
safety, and you deserted me again. I was mortified in front of all the others, and devastated by your lack of feeling for me.” ”Oh, Adam it was never lack of feeling.” ”Then what?” She felt her face brighten with embarra.s.sment. ”I cannot tell you.” ”You'd better.” ”Something happened to me during the short time I was in the harem.” He immediately stiffened. ”You were raped? My G.o.d, I will go back and kill the old buzzard. I thought you said you had not been touched.” She raised a handto halt his tirade. ”I was not raped. Nor was I touched inthat way. Adam, I knew you were coming to my tent after we returned to the army camp. I knew you would expect to make love with me. And I could not do it... not after... I just could not.”
”You are not making any sense, Tyra.”
”They plucked all the hair off my body. So there! Now you know.” She started to weep again, this time
with mortification.
”Huh?”
”There are times when you can act the total lack-brain. Other than the hair on my head, those stupid
eunuchs... it took eight in all to hold me down... plucked every hair off my body. Including...” She waved a hand to her groin area.
At first he did not understand. When he did, he grinned. ”Let me see.”
”Nay! And do not grin at me. There is no cause for mirth in this.”
”Yea, there is, Tyra. Are you saying that you ran away because you are hairlessthere ?” She nodded. ”You know how I feel about my body. I am too big. My feet are like snowshoes. I talk tooloud. I scratch. Now this. Big and hairless. That is me.”
”Let me see.”
”I told you nay, and I meant it. I look like a plucked chicken.”
”It will grow out,” he said, trying for a consoling tone, but ruining it with his continuing grin. ”Won't it?”
”I suppose. But not for a long time.”
”How long?”
She shrugged. ”Six months, mayhap.”
”And you think you can keep me from your bed furs for six months?”
”I can try.”
”Wedding or no wedding, I will be betwixt your hairless thighs by nightfall. That I promise you, you silly
wench.” ”Nay, you will not.” She lifted her chin stubbornly. ”And do not dare tell anyone about this. I swear, if I hear Bolthor compose a saga about this atrocity, I will blame you. And I had absolutely better not hear any chicken jokes, or your life is in peril.” ”Ch-chicken jokes?” he sputtered out. ”Yea. I can just hear it now. 'What chicken laid that egg in the courtyard?' 'Oh, never mind, 'twas just Tyra.' ” She had shocked him with her bluntness, she could tell. ”This really bothers you?” ”Did I not say so?” He stood suddenly and kicked his chair aside. Then he began to remove his clothing. His belt, his tunic, his boots, for a start. ”What are you doing?” ”You will see.” When he was totally naked-and what asightthat was! The man was too handsome for his own good--he walked over to a table on which were a pitcher, bowl, and jar of soft soap. With deliberate care, he lathered the hairy region around his manparts. Then he walked back to her and handed her a sharp dagger which had been in his belt.
”Shave me,” he ordered. She dropped the dagger to the floor. ”Have you lost your mind?” ”Nay, just my heart,” he said with such simplicity it melted all her resolve. Just my heart. Did the man know how much those words would mean to an affection-starved woman such as herself? There wasn't a woman alive who didn't yearn for a special man to say those words to her. And Adamwas special. Very special.
”If it will make you feel better to have us both be hairless, it is a small price to pay.”
She jumped to her feet and wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders, kissing every part of his face. ”I love you. And not just because of that sweet gesture. I love you. I love you. I love you.”
”Does that mean I will remain unshaven?” he asked against her ear.
”It does.”
”Whew!” he said. ”Two plucked chickens in one bed is a bit too much.”
She smacked him for his teasing.
He tried to tickle her... in the area of her mortification.
She really did punch him then, and while he wrestled with her to restrain her pummeling, he lowered himself to the bed, taking her with him. Then he rolled over smoothly so she was on the bottom.
He held her face in his hands as if she were a delicate object to be cherished. He laid his lips carefully over hers so they fit perfectly; then he breathed in and out, putting his breath into her mouth, taking her breath into his.
It was a brief kiss, but more than that. It was a kiss that promised so much. Forever. It was a forever kiss.
”I have missed you so much,” he said. ”There was a time, not so long ago, when I cherished my aloneness. I thought that I wanted nothing more than peace and quiet. But now”-he shrugged-”now I cannot imagine living in this cold, dark keep without you and all the turmoil that surrounds you. In truth, I cannot imagine living anywhere and being happy unless you are there. Eirik and Tykir and Rurik have all warned me that when a man meets the right woman, it will feel as if they are soulmates. I never believed them... till now.”
Tyra felt as if her heart were swelling and swelling. The man aroused so many emotions she could scarce breathe. He knew just the right things to say while she stared at him in dumb wonder that he could care for a woman like her.
He began to undress her then, article by article. Despite her protests and struggles, he persisted, the whole time speaking softly to her. ”Tyra, I do not want to hear any more about those thoughtless words I spoke regarding you and motherhood. I do not want to hear how you must be a soldier. I do not want to hear how the only way your sisters can marry is if you are disinherited. I do not want to hear how unattractive you think you are. I do not want to hear about any of the problems that you and I have.” He had her totally naked now, and he was gazing at her... all over.