Passion's Song (A Georgian Historical Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Isobel put a hand to his chest to keep him at arm’s length. “You are breaking my heart,” Strathemoore said, one arm reaching out to circle her waist and pull her to him. “I’m quite convinced you haven’t a heart to be broken, Lord Strathemoore.” She laughed. “Are you sending me away without even a kiss to sustain me until tomorrow?” He affected a look of despair that made Isobel sigh and shake her head at him. “Yes.” She pushed him away, but he tightened his arm around her waist. “My lord,” she scolded, “you forget yourself!” There was a short silence while James pressed his lips fervently to the inside of her palm. He had kissed her once before at a masquerade ball, only to be rewarded with a stinging slap for his forwardness. It was days before she had consented to see him again. He chose not to press his luck quite so far this time. “Until tomorrow, Miss St. James,” he whispered. Isobel stood at the door after he had gone. He was nice and she was sure he cared for her.
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