It doesn't seem possible that next week is the official release of Hood's Heart! I love reincarnation romances and Robin Hood has always been one of my favorite heroes...Especially when he's this hot!!
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Somehow the real me knew it was him even though I couldn’t see his face. I knew that black head of hair that dripped of water. I knew those broad shoulders and muscled back.
Robin...
As if I’d spoken his name, he turned slightly. I was still unable to see his face, but the sound of his voice settled somewhere in the pit of my stomach and stirred there.
“Is that you Marian?” He teased.
“Yes,” I said as I looked away, embarrassed that he had caught me watching him bathe.
I could hear him moving through the water and then stepping up onto the shore. I felt the coolness of the water on him even before he stood over me blocking out the sun.
“Marian?”
The sound of my name upon his lips tore at my heart.
“Yes Milord?” I answered in a weak whisper.
“Are you afraid of me?”
“No Milord,” I said with a blush. How could I explain what I was feeling? How could I tell him that the world turned sideways every time he said my name?
“Then why will you not look at me?” He asked, moving close enough I could feel his breath on my cheek.
“Because you are naked Milord.”
“Why do you do that?” He asked as he reached out and took my hand, measuring it against his own. “Why do you address me in that way?”
I turned and looked up at him, his face shadowed in the sunset. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came.
Robin clasped my hand in his and held it to his chest. “Marian, you have no reason to be afraid of me.”
“I’m not afraid of you,” I lied, forcing myself not to look down.
He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed each individual finger. “I owe you my life for helping me escape the castle and healing my shoulder, but my life would have been yours no matter what the outcome of that first night.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I knew from the first moment I saw you, that I would love you until the day I die. It didn’t matter if it was that night or a thousand nights away.”
My heart lurched at his words. I couldn’t speak. I could feel the tears building behind my eyes as he brought my hand back down to his heart.
Robin’s lips touched my forehead in a gentle kiss, but I could feel the frantic beat of his heart under my fingers resting on his chest.
“Marian,” he whispered against my skin. “I have nothing to offer you in lands or position, but I promise you my very soul until the end of time.”
I shook my head, “You know nothing of me.”
“I know that you are good,” he said, “too good to let an innocent man die, too good to sell yourself in marriage to Prince John, and too good to lose that fire in your soul that made you escape into the forest.”
“Robin I—”
“Please,” he whispered as he lowered his face into my hair. “I give you my heart, my life, my very soul.”
Robin...
As if I’d spoken his name, he turned slightly. I was still unable to see his face, but the sound of his voice settled somewhere in the pit of my stomach and stirred there.
“Is that you Marian?” He teased.
“Yes,” I said as I looked away, embarrassed that he had caught me watching him bathe.
I could hear him moving through the water and then stepping up onto the shore. I felt the coolness of the water on him even before he stood over me blocking out the sun.
“Marian?”
The sound of my name upon his lips tore at my heart.
“Yes Milord?” I answered in a weak whisper.
“Are you afraid of me?”
“No Milord,” I said with a blush. How could I explain what I was feeling? How could I tell him that the world turned sideways every time he said my name?
“Then why will you not look at me?” He asked, moving close enough I could feel his breath on my cheek.
“Because you are naked Milord.”
“Why do you do that?” He asked as he reached out and took my hand, measuring it against his own. “Why do you address me in that way?”
I turned and looked up at him, his face shadowed in the sunset. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came.
Robin clasped my hand in his and held it to his chest. “Marian, you have no reason to be afraid of me.”
“I’m not afraid of you,” I lied, forcing myself not to look down.
He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed each individual finger. “I owe you my life for helping me escape the castle and healing my shoulder, but my life would have been yours no matter what the outcome of that first night.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I knew from the first moment I saw you, that I would love you until the day I die. It didn’t matter if it was that night or a thousand nights away.”
My heart lurched at his words. I couldn’t speak. I could feel the tears building behind my eyes as he brought my hand back down to his heart.
Robin’s lips touched my forehead in a gentle kiss, but I could feel the frantic beat of his heart under my fingers resting on his chest.
“Marian,” he whispered against my skin. “I have nothing to offer you in lands or position, but I promise you my very soul until the end of time.”
I shook my head, “You know nothing of me.”
“I know that you are good,” he said, “too good to let an innocent man die, too good to sell yourself in marriage to Prince John, and too good to lose that fire in your soul that made you escape into the forest.”
“Robin I—”
“Please,” he whispered as he lowered his face into my hair. “I give you my heart, my life, my very soul.”
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