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Lucian eyed her frowningly Grace’s disgust with the idea seemed to imply that she did not usually ride sidesaddle… What sort of life had Grace enjoyed on her father’s estate in Cornwall? Of course her father had been an artist, and possibly a boheood before her e—sister to the Duchess of Carlyne Surely she o on in Society? If she had, then it appeared she had not passed that knowledge on to her daughter

The i astride her th of her legs and rounded bottom, caused Lucian to shift uncomfortably as his body hardened in response

Grace watched fro scowl appeared on Lucian’s arrogantly handso else would cause a scandal, I suppose?’

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‘Perhaps you should not have told ly

His mouth thinned with impatience ‘Grace—’

‘Lucian!’

Grace turned towards the terrace to look at the outrageously good-looking youngbrown eyes gazed guilelessly back at her Closer inspection showed Grace that he bore a startling resemblance to Lucian and Lady Arabella—except that his eyes had none of Lucian’s coldness, nor Lady Arabella’s brittle cynicisest of the St Claire brothers

‘And your betrothed, I gather?’

The man she believed to be Lord Sebastian St Claire smiled with pleasure as he arden

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‘I a here,’ his brother came back dryly ‘I did not believe such entertain’

The youngerbrows ‘I was persuaded to come with two friends of mine I believe you met them earlier today…?’