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Matthew blinked and shook his head, so He shot around to face John “Are you telling me you left the stairs unattended?”

The colour drained frorey “Just for a moment Miss Pearce injured her head We couldn’t wake her I … I couldn’t leave her lying on the steps Robert struggled to carry her on his own”

“Bloody hell!”

It was as though a hundred needles pierced his heart He’d underestins had been there Matthew pushed the footman aside

Fists clenched hewhat he would find

Chapter 22

The sight of frantic couples darting around the garden like ghosts in the night, searching for an available place to conduct a liaison, gave Priscilla faith in Matthew’s ability to empty the house early

She stood at the , her palliht of him made her feel warm inside Happy Complete

Love was like a sweet forony

Whenever she thought about hie it filled her chest Her body tingled in his presence She yearned for his coered for his kisses Craved his touch

A whimper left her lips

He felt so too Only time would tell if the flashes of e more profound But she could wait

In her hts drifted back to the card game The rush of satisfaction, the pure sense of exhilaration when they’d beaten Lord Boden was like nothing she’d ever experienced before It had nothing to do inning back the voith revenge or a desire to see the arrogance wiped from Boden’s face

Matthew’s triurin, his puffed chest and square shoulders, the confidence oozing froames

The creak of the connecting door opening in the dressing room disturbed her reverie From the ravenous look in Matthew’s eye when he’d left her on the stairs, she suspected he could not wait two hours without partaking in a little amorous activity