The Daredevil Snared (The Adventurers Quartet Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Diccon skipped ahead; the boy was, she felt, better at hiding his excitement than she was. It took effort not to openly search for Frobisher even while she was still within sight of the guards on the gates and the tower. As the jungle closed around her and she followed Diccon deeper into the shadows, she lectured herself on the subject of keeping her unruly reactions suppressed. Why Frobisher so easily provoked such responses, she had no clear idea; no other man had ever captured her awareness as he so effortlessly did. And the strength of her reactions—those impulses she hadn’t felt before and consequently had no experience subduing—only made dealing with him, even simply viewing him, in a businesslike way all the harder. As distractions went, he was shaping up to be her Achilles’ heel. Diccon halted at a clump of berry vines. The boy’s calm patience as he set to, picking berries and dropping them into his basket, was instructive.
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