Rebel and the Redcoat (Lady and the Captain Book 2) by Emily Jones
“So, you think I’m carrying messages now?” she asked, her voice sharp.
“I don’t know,” he said, eyes narrowing. “Maybe.”
Her chin lifted, defiant. “Why don’t you search me, then?”
Sterling’s expression darkened. “All right,” he said quietly. “I will.”
He stepped toward her, slow and deliberate. The space between them vanished, the air thick with tension. His eyes locked on hers, searching for something—defiance, guilt, fear.
But Anna didn’t flinch.
He reached for the edge of her shawl, fingers brushing the fabric. His touch was careful, almost reverent. He searched the folds of her cloak, the pockets of her skirt—methodical, professional.
But then his hand paused at her side.
Their eyes met.
Neither moved.
The silence between them pulsed with something unspoken, something neither of them could name. His hand lingered—just a moment too long, just enough to betray the line he was trying not to cross.