The Duke Can Go To The Devil (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
Lying in the mud, breath knocked from his lungs, and backside sunk several inches into the mud, William gazed up at the puffy clouds above them, trying to figure out how things had gone so wrong. This was, for the record, the second time she had knocked him to the ground. She squirmed on top of him, trying to disentangle their appendages from both each other and the huge swath of her skirts that had somehow wrapped around them. Grabbing her by the upper arms, he shifted her away and gasped for air, trying to refill his squashed lungs. She twisted around to face him, already shaking her head. “Devil take it, are you all right? And I swear, that is the last time I am going to ask you that today.” Nodding quickly, he rubbed at his chest, making certain his ribs were still intact. “I would ask you the same, but I’m quite sure I took the brunt of it for both of us.” How could someone who weighed so little in his arms weigh so much on his chest?
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