What was it about this man that set Katherine a fluster?  That left her unsure of what to do or more appropriately, unwilling to do what she knew she should.  Her eyes grew wide as Covington leaned in closer.  Daring to not breath lest she find herself waking from a dream.  The simple and soft press of lips to hers left her light headed.  A tiny sound of longing escaped her throat as he pulled away.  It was entirely unladylike, yet Katherine found her hands moving to Covington.  Clinging to him as she felt herself succumbing to a swoon.    She could feel the heat of her blush overtake her entire body, her lips tingling, missing the warmth of his.  How could such a light touch leave her so flummoxed?<br/><br/>“My Lord...”  How entirely scandalous that she was ready to beg for another kiss with that whisper.  Her eyes closing as she took in a deep breath, the masculine scent of her husband to be nearly overwhelming her.  The sharp bark of a man's laughter broke the spell, returning her to the present and the fact that she was practically surrounded by people.<br/><br/>Her lower lip caught between her teeth in worry, wondering what the man before her thought of her.  If he was disappointed with her.  “We...we should not tarry any longer.”<em>I do not trust myself alone with you.</em>Her eyes dipped with the thought, reconsidering asking Lucy to join them for the walk in the morning.  Thinking perhaps they would need someone that would keep her from asking for a second kiss.  Wondering if every kiss would surpass her dreams of what they would feel like.  She wanted to touch her lips.  To savor this private moment, not pulling away despite her words.  Unable to gather the wits to say more.<br/>