Not only was the front door flapping in the constant wake of entering gentlemen, the rear of the building resembled an army camp readying for battle. Instead of firearms, liveried footmen clutched white squares of parchment while they queued up for news and then fled to waiting hackneys. Some wer...
She didn’t scream, however. It would only make him angrier if she tried. Only it wasn’t Montgomery who held her. The outline of a large shaggy mane glowed with moonlight and she was both glad and disappointed it was Ewan standing there. For Heaven’s...