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Seb took a deep breath, relief filling his lungs All he needed was tiive him a chance to convince her ‘Come on, then’

Daisy pushed off the car and turned Seb couldn’t help taking a long appreciative look at her shapely rear as she bent slightly to relock the car The tweed shorts fitted snugly, showing off her slender curves to perfection He tore his eyes away, hurriedly focusing on the far hedge as she straightened and turned to join hiht with curiosity

‘An earl,’ she repeated ‘No wonder the gorgon was so reluctant to let me in’

‘Gorgon?’ But he kneho she fully ‘I don’t think she’s actually turned anyone to stone Not yet Mrs Suffolk’s faenerations She’s a little protective’

They reached the courtyard and Daisy started to uard, protecting the castle against day trippers and other invaders Seb slipped a hand through Daisy’s ar her round the side of the house and onto the sweeping driveith its vista down to the wooded valley below

‘Front door and a fresh start,’ he said as they reached the first step ‘Hello, I’ate’

‘Sebastian Beresford?’ Her eyes narrowed ‘I know that name You’re not an earl, you’re that historian’

‘I’h hoas going to continue his acade Hawksley was a problem he had yet to solve

He held out his hand ‘Welcome to my home’

Daisy stared at his hand for a don-Cross, it’s a pleasure to meet you’

Who? There it was, that faint elusive don-Cross? Rick Cross and Sherry Huntingdon’s daughter?’

No wonder she looked familiar! Rock royalty on their father’s side and pure county on their don-Cross sisters were as renowned for their blonde, leggy beauty as they were infamous for their lifestyle Each of them had been splashed across the tabloids at soends; rich, talented and famously in love

Seb’s heart began to pound, painfully thus in one blow This was not the plan, the quiet, businesslike, private unionhe intended

This was trouble