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Although Daisy was the mildest-tempered of all the Bowmans, she was by no means a coward. And she would not accept defeat without a fight. "You're forcing me to take desperate measures," she said. His reply was very soft. "There's nothing you can do." He had left her no choice. Daisy turned the key in the lock and carefully withdrew it. The decisive was abnormally loud in the silence of the room. Calmly Daisy tugged the top edge of her bodice away from her chest. She held the key above the narrow gap. Matthew's eyes widened as he understood what she intended. "." As he started around the dresser, Daisy dropped the key into her bodice, making certain it slipped beneath her corset. She sucked in her stomach and midriff until she felt the cold metal slide to her navel. "Damn it!" Matthew reached her with startling speed. He reached out to touch her, then jerked his hands back as if he had just encountered open flame. "Take it out," he commanded, his face dark with outrage. "I can't." "I mean it, Daisy!" "It's fallen too far down. I'll have to take my dress off." It was obvious he wanted to kill her. But she could also feel the force of his longing. His lungs were working like bellows, and scorching heat radiated from his body. His whisper contained the ferocity of a roar. "Don't do this to me." Daisy waited patiently. The next move was his. He turned his back to her, the seams of his coat straining over bunched muscles. His fists clenched as he struggled to master himself. He took a shuddering breath, and another, and when he spoke his voice sounded thick, as if he had just awakened from a heavy sleep. "Take off your gown." Trying not to antagonize him any more than was necessary, Daisy replied in an apologetic tone. "I can't do it by myself. It buttons up the back." Matthew said something in a muffled voice that sounded very foul. After an eternity of silence he turned to face her. His jaw could have been cast in iron. "I'm not going to fall apart that easily. I can resist you, Daisy. I've had years of practice. Turn around." Daisy obeyed. As she bent her head forward, she could actually feel his gaze travel over the endless row of pearl buttons. "How do you ever get undressed?" he muttered. "I've never seen so many blasted buttons on one garment." "It's fashionable." "It's ridiculous." "You can send a letter of protest to Godey's ," she suggested. Giving a scornful snort, Matthew began on the top button. He tried to unfasten it while avoiding contact with her body. "It helps if you slide your fingers beneath the placket," Daisy said. "And then you can pop the button through the-" "Quiet," he snapped. She closed her mouth. book-quotefind-the-key
