A headstrong wallflower...
Lady Olivia Montague's betrothed has ignored her and their contract for years. In the meantime, she has decided to remain unwed, embracing the life of a spinster. The last thing she expects is for her betrothed to come storming back into her life.
A Determined Duke...
Following the death of his parents, William Breckenridge finds himself as the Duke of Thorne and in charge of his three younger sisters. He needs help in the form of a mother and guide for his siblings. Lucky for William, he's already betrothed. All he need do is collect his future duchess.
An unstoppable love...
William and Olivia engage in a battle of wills, but the more she resists and he pursues, the more their passions flare. Once the heart is engaged, resistance becomes difficult, but will they give into happily ever after?
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William could scarcely believe the sight that greeted him. Olivia clad in little more than tan trousers and a white shirt, sitting astride a grey mare. She shot him a sly grin then turned to say something to the stable-master. What the Duce was she up to?
More importantly, why the devil did his body react so fiercely to the sight of her? His gaze trailed the length of her from her flowing hair to her boot-clad feet, then traveling back up to stop for another look at the place where her trousers hugged her hips and thighs.
Bedding her would be his pleasure. Of that, he had no doubt.
He tore his gaze from her shapely legs and strode into the stable where he mounted his own horse. The tightness in his own trousers making the task rather unpleasant. The wench was torturing him, but it would be short-lived torture to be sure.
When he emerged from the stables, he brought his mount close to hers. In a low voice, he asked, “Where is your riding habit?”
“I prefer trousers.” She gave a mischievous smile.
He studied her for a moment. No doubt she was playing a game. Her posture did not appear confident, and he’d noticed a quick flash of unease in her amber eyes. He should call her out. Demand she change into proper attire and have her saddle replaced.
William narrowed his eyes, debating his next move. Perhaps it would be best to let her have her fun. He gave a wicked smile, then said, “Very well.”
He relished the blush that crept over her cheeks as he unabashedly raked his gaze over her. The sight of her bottom in those tight fitting trousers and her bosom barely contained beneath the flimsy shirt would make his silence on the mater worth his while. Meeting her eyes, he asked, “Shall we?”
“Indeed,” Olivia smiled, then nudged her horse.
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