Lord of Temptation
“The driver had set the chestnut mare from a lovely trot into a leisurely walk once they arrived at the park. The carriage’s hood was folded back, allowing the sunshine to wash over them. Anne knew she should relax and enjoy it, but she was anticipating the arrival of a storm.
Chetwyn sat beside her. They had spoken of the weather and the flowers. She didn’t know why she was having such a difficult time with ordinary conversation. She certainly had never found herself lacking for words where Tristan was concerned. Their discourse ran the gamut from teasing to serious to sensual to angry to sad to profound. She thought she could talk with him forever and never find herself scrambling for topics. But with Chetwyn— “What sort of sister by marriage would you like?” he asked.
She looked at him. He had such kind brown eyes. Walter’s eyes. “Pardon?”
“I promised to provide you with a list of potential ladies for Jameson.
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