Lady Northam's Wicked Surrender
“The unwritten letter lay across it. He’d managed to write all of two sentences. He should wait until tomorrow to finish it. In fact, he should be abed like everyone else. Waverly could wait. Though it had been a long, sodden ride to the Chilton estate, he hadn’t wanted to stop. What was the point of staying at an inn when he could be at home with his family within a couple of hours? Despite the warning of the coachman, he’d pressed on through the night, arriving just after the stroke of midnight.Servants had already prepared the room next to Millicent’s for him. He missed his niece and nephew and couldn’t wait to see his family tomorrow. He’d seen them so rarely in the last few years and their two visits to India had not been long enough.There was someone else he missed just as much, if not more. Rowena. At first, he’d stayed away out of anger, then out of respect for Paul’s death. He couldn’t wait anymore. The years had not eased his longing for her and he hoped that she missed him a...s much as he missed her.MoreLess
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