The Saint Who Stole My Heart: A Regency Rogues Novel - Plot & Excerpts
The servants were abed and all was quiet, the faint noise of his bare feet brushing against the Axminster carpet the only sound to be heard. Why had Miss Barnes taken dinner in her room? More specifically, why Miss Barnes? The answer to the second question would suffice for the first as well. Dash slowed his steps, his conscience plaguing him. He’d revealed too much to her last night. And God, but she’d responded to him, her kindness and vulnerability running him through. And then he’d betrayed her. Turned his back and resumed his role as if her words had all meant nothing. Dash stopped and leaned his back against the wall. It was something. And Dash didn’t know how to make it stop. The talk with Bell had sorted things out. What he’d revealed reminded Dash of the responsibilities he bore to his father’s memory. And to his friends. He needed to move forward with finding Lady Afton’s killer. And he couldn’t do so with Miss Barnes under his roof. She was intensely distracting.
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