Secrets To Seducing A Scot (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Serena put down the hairbrush. Gazing out of the window that was behind her mirrored dressing table, she sighed audibly. Light still filled the sky even though practically the entire household had gone to bed. This was what the Scots called “the gloaming”—the twilight time between sunset and dark. Outside, the sky had no moon and no stars—none of the beauty that night brings—but the sun had long since departed. It was a strange purgatory. All was suspended as day had given up, but nightfall refused to come. Suspended. That was how she felt, too. Gone was the familiar life she had so enjoyed and reveled in, and still to come was … she knew not what. A hollow knock startled her. It came from the wall at the foot of her bed, where her wardrobe had once been. On the other side of the larkspur wallpaper was the place Malcolm had made his bedchamber. “Come in,” she said on instinct, even though she was only in her dressing gown. The secret door opened, and there stood Malcolm holding a candlestick aloft.
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