A Dangerous Seduction by Patricia Frances Rowell

Author:Patricia Frances Rowell [Rowell, Patricia Frances]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Erotica, Suspense, Historical
ISBN: 9780263843538
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

That had been the narrowest of escapes, Lalia thought later as she climbed into bed. Without the interruption Lalia would have committed herself irrevocably to a course of action she knew would be unwise in the extreme. But her heart and her body were conspiring to betray her into his lordship’s warm, strong hands. Would it be so terrible to surrender—to him and to herself?

Rebellion stirred in her soul. She was no longer married. If her husband’s angry ghost had slammed that shutter, so much the better! He could no longer imprison her unless she let him. She hoped, wherever his spirit was, that it was enraged and jealous. That seeing her with his enemy would add to the torment he so completely deserved. What harm to her was a dripping cloak? Or a whiff of cigar smoke?

These sturdy thoughts fled in an instant when a soft thump sounded in the corridor outside her door. Lalia lay still as a stone and strained to listen. What came to her was the sound of Morgan’s door opening and closing softly. So he had also heard it. At the prospect of reinforcements, Lalia’s courage returned. She pulled on her wrapper and carefully opened her own door. Morgan stood just outside it, studying the floor by the light of his candle. A pistol glinted in his hand. Her gaze followed his.

Footprints.

Wet footprints. Lalia’s hand flew to her mouth to silence an exclamation. Heaven help her. Morgan put a finger to his lips and walked down the corridor to Jeremy’s bedchamber. He disappeared inside, but after a minute returned. He handed her the candle. “Keep your eye on Jeremy. I’ll be back shortly.” He slipped down the stairs, silent as a shadow.

It seemed that she stood in the doorway for an age before he returned. “I can find no one, but someone has been in this house. Ghosts do not leave wet footprints, even in a rainstorm.”

The rain! Of course. Lalia first felt foolish that she had imagined seawater, then alarmed that an unknown stalked the halls. “But who can it be?”

Morgan shook his head. “I have no idea. The house is too large to search tonight, but I believe I shall spend the rest of the night in Jeremy’s room. Be sure your doors are locked, and do not come out unless I call you.”

Lalia nodded.

There was little danger of that!

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.