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"That’s very presumptuous of you, Your Grace, to believe you know exactly hoas raised"

He swore beneath his breath She was correct He knew nothing about the reality of her life "I’ve soed to insult you"

"We co away si it away?"

"Ah, but you see, there is still the trade You give away so the smile should be its oard and should require no payht then, I shall donate five hundred pounds to your cause"

"Thank you, Your Grace, and for that I shall most definitely smile"

And she did, a beautiful smile that lit up her entire face He would have paid ten times that amount to keep it there, but he suspected hts stumbled It was not her heart he wanted He wanted her curves, her flesh, her heat…

Before he could convince himself it would be unwise, he settled his mouth over hers, not at all surprised to discover that it fit exactly as he re the past teeks She tasted of le to bet the previous Earl of Claybourne wasn’t the only one with a penchant for keeping sweets handy Moaning low, she opened herabout anything except hoonderful it felt to once again have her in his arh she belonged He cursed hi the door earlier

As her ar his skull, need ripped through hi fierceness He wanted to know the fulland breathless, she tore away from him He wanted to yank her back, take her in his arms, and carry her to his coach He wanted her in his bed He wanted her slowly The fire of passion burning in her eyes ignited the flames of desire within him He’d sampled women in every country he’d visited, but he couldn’t recall wanting one more than he yearned for her

"Conized the low raspy voice as his own

She shook her head quickly "I can’t I have responsibilities here" She touched his chin as though she’d return for another kiss and just as abruptly dropped her hand to her side

He cradled her cheek "Apparently I unintentionally lied earlier It appears I came for your answer, and it seems that I have it"

Her lips parted--