![]() ![]() The kiss took Lucy by surprise, the rough beard scratching at her cheek and lips teasingly, sending shivers through her. ‘Don’t let me die unmourned, dove,’ the man slurred, his voice deep and husky.īefore Lucy could think how to reply he had reached his left arm to the back of her head, tilted it back and covered her lips with his. He hasn’t come looking for redemption, but Lucy is a woman who could reach in and touch his closely guarded heart… Sir Roger has never been at the mercy of a woman before, and he’s never met one as mysterious and bewitching as Lucy. ![]() Against her better judgement, she gives him refuge. He may be strikingly handsome, but the disgraced single mother has learnt the hard way with men like him. When injured spy Sir Roger Danby comes asking for shelter at her inn, Lucy Carew is wary. ![]()
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