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But Greystone had no intention of reentlee The thrill of city life would lure hier and sin

Even so, he had not left for London yet

Perhaps spending a few days in his co eht to ensure he kept his promise to his tenants

Arabella’s constant harping would prove frustrating But Lydia could cope for a fewLord Randall h he could force her to marry him

Chapter Nine

Keen to avoid Lord Randall at all costs, Lydia decided against going downstairs for dinner

While Arabella, Cecil and the dandy waited for her in the drawing rooh the servants’ quarters

If Arabella wanted to be childish, Lydia would play her at her own game

All three of the for her Still, she headed for the one place they would never dare look The one place that terrified those people with a fear of the unknown The one place she always felt at peace And so, lantern in hand, Lydia followed the woodland path and headed for the sacred stone circle

The ancient monolithic structure had always held her fascination Not only had it afforded her somewhere to hide from Arabella these last few years, but the stones possessed a certain mysticism that spoke to the romantic part of her nature

As soon as Lydia entered the stone circle, she experienced the same prickle of awareness that always rippled down her spine whenever she came near She moved towards the sacrificial altar, placed her lantern on the ground and laid her hands on the spot where she’d found Lord Greystone snoozing Though cold and daiant rock pulsated in her palht of the tened slumber

Even in sleep, Greystone looked devilishly handsoth that shone like the brightest flame And like a —a powerful pull of attraction

The irony of the situationthe devil, now she had taken to daydreahtful cleft in his chin and those reen eyes that held her spellbound

How odd that her feelings for hied so dramatically

Horong she had been to think the worst of him