The reigning queen of London society, Lady Elizabeth Worthingham, has her future set out for her. Marry well, and marry without love. An easy promise to make and one she owed her family after her near ruinous past that threatened them all. And the rakish scoundrel Henry Andrews, Earl of Muir who’s inability to act a gentleman when she needed one most would one day pay for his treachery.
Returning to England after three years abroad, Henry is determined to make the only woman who captured his heart his wife. But the icy reception he receives from Elizabeth is colder than his home in the Scottish highlands. As past hurts surface and deception runs as thick as blood, so too does a love that will overcome all obstacles, unless a nameless foe, determined with his own path, gets his way and their love never sees the light of day…
“Perhaps you would accompany me to the terrace? I would like to be alone with you if I may.” His lordship held out his arm.
“I’m sorry, my lord, but I really ought to pay my respects to our host then find my brother. He is expecting to meet me here.”
Elizabeth stilled when his lordship placed her hand onto his arm and pulled her along with him. “Well, allow me to converse with you as I take you to your brother.”
Elizabeth swallowed her unease. “If you wish, my lord.” They walked, edging the dancers on the floor. Elizabeth spotted Henry among the guests already taking advantage of the talented musicians, and her stomach knotted when she noticed him dancing with Miss Andrews. A moment later Josh came into view, and some of her unease left her before Lord Riddledale pulled her to a stop some distance from him.
“Lord Muir is certainly enjoying society and all the niceties wealth entails.”
Elizabeth frowned at the menace, which laced his every word. And now she understood why Lord Riddledale hated him so much. She looked toward the throng of dancers and watched with a steel-encased heart as Henry twirled a more than-willing American about the floor. “I believe Lord Muir is enjoying the season, as are his guests and everyone else here, I hope.”
He made a noncommittal grunt, his mouth turning up with distaste. “His years spent in England before his trip to America have taught him how to act a gentleman, I suppose. No Scot could be termed as such if not for this great country and our manners.” He pulled her closer than he ought, and the smell of sweat made her stomach churn. “To think he assaulted you while living under your father’s roof is beyond reproach. I ought to call him out.”
Elizabeth stilled, her racing heart pounding too hard against her ribs. “You’re mistaken, my lord. Lord Muir never assaulted me.”
He raised his brow, his eyes void of any emotion. The dead look on his face made dread claw up her spine. “I know he did.
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Tamara is an Australian author who grew up in an old mining town in country South Australia, where her love of history was founded. So much so, she made her darling husband travel to the UK for their honeymoon, where she dragged him from one historical monument and castle to another. A mother of three, her two little gentleman in the making, a future lady (she hopes) and a part-time job keep her busy in the real world, but whenever she gets a moment’s peace she loves to write romance novels in an array of genres, including regency, medieval and time travel. Tamara loves hearing from readers and writers alike. You can contact her through her website, and sign up to follow her blog or newsletter.
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