Embarrassed, she buried her face in the coolness of the pillow, her flushed cheek finding solace against the embroidered flowers. At that moment, Claire felt vulnerable and yet overcome with a profound sense of trust. She was exposed, invaded, and entirely at his mercy, yet an indescribable wave of pleasure washed over her. Jamie’s warm breath alternated between gentle and cool against her skin, sending tremors of anticipation coursing through her.