3.5 stars.Captain Morleigh has been badly scarred in battle, and his fiancée screams when she first spies his new face. Lady Grace has been locked in her room and starved by her evil uncle. In order to inherit the money that goes with his dukedom, the captain must wed, but where will he find a la...
HE DIDN'T LOOK MUCH LIKE A DETECTIVE....Maybe it was the whole Southern comfort thingthe sinfully rich accent, that lazy smile, his heated touch, kindness that nearly disarmed her. But Robin Andrews knew better than to trust a man...especially this one. Did Detective Mitch Winton really have her...
She had sat there on the bed listening to the commotion in the next room, hearing a door close as the servants departed and then the subtle splash as he washed. She imagined him naked, thinking of those strong sun-kissed hands of his soaping himself, perhaps thinking of her as he did so. &n...
He’d been gone when she woke up, and now she heard him on the phone in the other room. She pulled on her shorts and shirt, almost afraid to face him because she wasn’t sure how she would react. They had a job to do, however, and no time to waste. When she joined him, he en...
Morleigh went to his door and opened it as Tood thundered up the stairs and hurried inside. “Sir, I have the most extraordinary dilemma. You will not believe the scheme that has involved me.” He laid his hat and cane on the sofa and plopped down beside them, wiping his fin...
You think she did him?” Mitch Winton asked his partner in a low voice as he studied the woman in question just visible through the doorway to the bedroom. The woman sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped in her lap, back ramrod straight. Mitch couldn’t see her face. She kept it turned away...