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‘Main by Lord Weybourn It seemed natural to turn her head into his shoulder, inhale the interesting masculine scent of him

‘You will get a crick in your neck in that corner, little nun And we’re beco noisy There’s a nice quiet room just here, you can rest’

That sounded so good ‘Sister Clare’

‘I remember Sister Clare, down at the canal dock Boat to Ostend in the ’

What is all this nonsense the sisters tell us aboutbeasts These four are kind and reliable and safe And the mattress was soft when he laid her down and the covers so warain

‘My pleasure, little nun’ Then the door closed and all was quiet

Chapter Two

Tess swum up out of sleep, deliciously warm and with a definite need for the chaave a stab of pain as she hopped across to the screen in the corner, made herself coht, so she could not have slept long In fact, it was very light She pulled aside the curtain and stared out at a corner of the inn yard with apast with a basket of laundry and a stable boy lugging a bucket of water It was un

She hobbled to the door, flung it open The four men were still around the table The dice player and the blond icicle were playing cards with the air of gamblers who could continue for another twelve hours if necessary Mr Rivers was pouring ale into a tankard with one hand while holding a bread roll bulging with ham in the other And Lord Weybourn, who she now realised was the ardless of her pulse quickening siht of hiainst a pillar, his booted feet on the table a cards

The fact that he was , with hisunrumpled, only added fuel to the fire

‘Lord Weybourn!’

‘Humph?’ He jerked awake and Tess winced at the thuainst the pillar ‘Ouch’