Feathering touch

Joanna was not sure why she had to close her eyes, pretending to sleep once she realized who came closer to approach her room. There was no way for her father or Bianca or Lucy to approach her room at the hour where they knew that she was bedded to sleep, except for Bianca, who might come to check the fireplace to keep it lit up to warm her room.

However, Joanna's senses told her that it was not Bianca who was now approaching stealthily toward her bed after the door was carefully pushed closed. Even if Bianca had to check the fireplace in her room, this present hour was too early for her to carry out that duty.

Aside from that, the fresh masculine scent that drifted to her nose clearly belonged to none but him, and it was his scent that strongly emanated after he washed up.