Devil In Duke's Clothing (Royal Pains Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Only by moments, mind—after which he’d been good enough to allow her to cross the finish line, defeated but still sated. ‘Twas late in the evening now and Maggie awaited Robert in her bedchamber, aglow with the dim gleam of candles. He’d not yet named his prize and her nerves were on edge. If he intended to keep her in suspense, his scheme was working prodigiously well. “What might he propose?” She addressed the question to her own reflection in the looking glass. “Something sinfully wicked, I should imagine.” Pivoting in her chair, she glanced around her bedchamber. ‘Twas large, but cozy, especially with a fire burning in the grate. The mantle surround, carved with scrolls and flourishes, was lined with soot-stained Delft tiles depicting the Last Supper. Had she won the garden challenge, she would have asked for one of two prizes. A whole night spent with him in his big tartan-draped bed or a glimpse inside his secret chamber. The thought of the latter still filled her with dread and confronting the fear might help put it to rest.
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