A Taste Of Seduction (An Unlikely Husband) - Plot & Excerpts
She grabbed the edges of the worn seat to steady herself. Good heavens, what a contraption! It would be amazing if they reached their destination without a broken bone or some other mishap. A red curl escaped from her bonnet, springing halfway down her nose. She swiped at it, tucked it away, and straightened the bonnet for the seventh time since they’d begun their journey. “We might as well be riding horses bareback,” Francie said to her uncle, planting her feet on the floor of the carriage and leaning forward. Anything to prevent hitting her head again. “When you’re at Drakemoor, Montrose will see you ride in nothing less than a carriage bearing his crest.” He gave her a gentle smile. “As you deserve.” “I’m sorry, Uncle Bernard. Please excuse my thoughtlessness.” “All will be well, child. Soon.” Francie squeezed her eyes shut and rubbed her temples.
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