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'Hugh, what are you doing?' She thumped her fist on his chest, scandalised. Hugh liked baiting her, but this was ridiculous. | 'Hugh, what are you doing?' She thumped her fist on his chest, scandalised. Hugh liked baiting her, but this was ridiculous. | ||
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A large hand reached for her, it whispered across her cheek. Her hood was pushed back. They were kneeling facing each other. On her bed. Because of her lack of height Hugh had to stoop his head, and it brought his lips very close to hers. | A large hand reached for her, it whispered across her cheek. Her hood was pushed back. They were kneeling facing each other. On her bed. Because of her lack of height Hugh had to stoop his head, and it brought his lips very close to hers. | ||
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Despite the poor light, everything snapped into sharp focus. Hugh's eyes were very dark, his expression arrested. | Despite the poor light, everything snapped into sharp focus. Hugh's eyes were very dark, his expression arrested. | ||
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'Hugh?' | 'Hugh?' | ||
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She could hear their breathing; she could hear the mutter of voices in the hall and the soft hiss of rain in the mud outside. Time seemed to slow. | She could hear their breathing; she could hear the mutter of voices in the hall and the soft hiss of rain in the mud outside. Time seemed to slow. | ||
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His hand slid round the back of her neck and carefully, eyes never leaving hers, he brought her closer. | His hand slid round the back of her neck and carefully, eyes never leaving hers, he brought her closer. | ||
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'Hugh, you really should not have climbed in here.' Aude's thoughts raced. She was an umnarried lady and her reputation here in England was unsullied. It simply was not done for a lady to have a man in her bed - even though he was her brother's friend and it was perfectly innocent. | 'Hugh, you really should not have climbed in here.' Aude's thoughts raced. She was an umnarried lady and her reputation here in England was unsullied. It simply was not done for a lady to have a man in her bed - even though he was her brother's friend and it was perfectly innocent. | ||
Hugh smiled. | Hugh smiled. | ||
Latest revision as of 13:18, 2 October 2010
- Author: Carol Townend
- Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon
- Year: 2010
- ISBN: (UK Paperback) 978-0263875904
- Setting: Wessex, England and Normandy, France 1071
- Mini Series: Wessex Weddings
- Amazon.com Listing: [1]
- Amazon.co.uk Listing:[2]
Book Description
Claimed by the Norman Count... Hugh Duclair, Count de Freyncourt, has been accused of sedition, stripped of his title and banished from all of King William's land. Proud and determined, Hugh vows to clear his name! Childhood friend Lady Aude de Crevecoeur offers her help - but how far will she go? Should she risk her reputation and her life, or save her reputation and become Hugh's wife? Turbulent times call for passionate measures...
Related Titles
The Novice Bride - 2007
An Honourable Rogue - 2008
His Captive Lady - 2008
Runaway Lady, Conquering Lord - 2009
Excerpt
'Hugh, what are you doing?' She thumped her fist on his chest, scandalised. Hugh liked baiting her, but this was ridiculous.
A large hand reached for her, it whispered across her cheek. Her hood was pushed back. They were kneeling facing each other. On her bed. Because of her lack of height Hugh had to stoop his head, and it brought his lips very close to hers.
Despite the poor light, everything snapped into sharp focus. Hugh's eyes were very dark, his expression arrested.
'Hugh?'
She could hear their breathing; she could hear the mutter of voices in the hall and the soft hiss of rain in the mud outside. Time seemed to slow.
His hand slid round the back of her neck and carefully, eyes never leaving hers, he brought her closer.
'Hugh, you really should not have climbed in here.' Aude's thoughts raced. She was an umnarried lady and her reputation here in England was unsullied. It simply was not done for a lady to have a man in her bed - even though he was her brother's friend and it was perfectly innocent. Hugh smiled.
