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Margaret removed fastly her eyes from him "Yes...but not only this. He is a good husband. And...he seduced me first, after all. You should know that very well, my lord. Since you seem to be so close to him.." She answered, avoiding his glance

"Really, Your Grace?" George looked at into her eyes. He laughed loudly following her action. "It seems you really love him as you can envy a man. "

Margaret looked at him with a surprised face. She really couldn't understand "Envy a man? What do you mean, my lord?" She asked confused, trying to catch his eyes, this time

George shrugged his shoulders "Do not try to kid me, Your Grace. You say "you seem so close to him". And i asked if you envied me. That's all. What are you trying to tell?"

Margaret showed him an amused smile. She sighed deeply "Do you think I envy your friendship with my husband, my lord? How could I? I am his wife. There is not a challange between us.." She looked carefully at him, from the top until his feet "Unless...you are a woman. But I don't think you are, lord Rochford.." She giggled

"At least i can say you have no problems with your eyes" George grinned

Margaret smiled jokingly and shrugged a bit "How could I say the contrary, my lord? Your womanizer's reputation would be ruined.." She said teasingly

George bit his lips "If my lechery was something that be could be ruined by your word, then i wouldn't be called "womanizer" George had a look at her eyes with a mocking smile

Margaret smiled him back with a teasing glance "And what about your future wife, my lord? I heard you're officially engaged. Does she knows about...your womanizer side?" She asked with soft, teasing voice

George walked closer to her, asked almost whispering. "And why do you care of my womanizer side this much, my lady?"

Margaret watched him coming closer and sighed. She shrugged a bit "I am just curious, my lord. I became suddenly curious about...such things. I am not a nun anymore, after all.." She replied whispering, remembering his words

George smiled saving the close distance. "It doesn't matter if you are a nun.." George looked at into her eyes this time grinning. Whispered. "unless you are in bed"

Margaret blushed but showed him a weak smile "I am in bed while sleeping. And while making love with my husband, my lord. Anyone else.." She whispered looking straight at his eyes

"Sure" said George keeping to smile in the same womanizer way "He wouldn't let anyone else to touch you"

Margaret leaned her back against the wall slowly "Of course he won't. You should know that. So why do you ask? Do you want...to touch me, my lord?" She whispered with an amused smile. Then she gulped, almost fearing his reaction at her words

George whispered bending over to her ear "I don't like touching coward women"

Her kidding smile disappeared slowly after his sentence. Margaret looked at him with a curious, surprised glance "Coward? I'm not coward. Why do you think that, my lord?" She asked whispering. She wanted to step back but she was already leaned against the wall

"You are coward" said George gazing at her. "You are dreading to make a mistake. That's why you will die without living any excitement."

Margaret looked intently at his face and smiled ironically "What kind of excitement are you talking about, my lord? I live excitement with my husband every day. If you mean what I'm thinking about.." She added, turning her eyes elsewhere. She felt his glance and his breath on her

George laughed proping his right arm up to the wall "Don't you know anything except your bed adventures? It seems making love makes you very excited"

Margaret turned immediately her eyes to him "My lord! I...I just meant...The one who is talking about excitement is you, not me. I'm not excited. Not with you, at least.." She whispered with proud but trembling voice

George kept gazing at her eyes "Why would you excited with me?"

Margaret kept on breathing deeper "You could never make me excited, my lord. Only Cesare can.." She replied, removing her eyes from him again

"Why would I try to get excited with you?" said George looking at her eyes carefully "I don't even try."

Margaret turned slowly her eyes towards him. She gulped "Don't you? Are you kidding me? Come on, my lord...I'm not a child anymore. I can recognize lust into a man's eyes.." She said looking directly at him, this time. She couldn't understand what was in his mind