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Her green gaze turned to him as she leaned on his muscular frame. “I’m not wrong this time.”
“No,” he drawled, his lips grazing the delicate skin. “You’ve become the light in my life.”
He might say that he was the happiest man in the world with a family he loved and a wife he fairly worshipped. But his friends would dispute the epithet. So, he settled for being among the happiest men in the world.
“And you in mine,” she answered, her hands over his on her midriff.
“Can we repeat the feat?” And nipped the shell of one ear.
“Which one?” She asked in a near moan. It’d been several feats since they met.
“The twins.” He ventured, very aware that she might as well run him out of the room.
“Could be.” She turned to him, lacing his neck with her arms. “I’ll need that little help I mentioned.”
“I’ll be delighted to give you all the help you need,” he answered with that wicked grin of his. Then his brandy eyes merged on green ones. “I love you, marchioness.”
“I love you, too, marquess.” And pulled him for a kiss.
Continue reading on to a brand-new series:
Ladies and Strays
And the preview of book one
Brand-New Series
Ladies and Strays
They are rough. They are raw. And they are uncultivated. They come from the bowels of England—miners, mill workers, brick-layers—invisible to everyone. Instead of blue, their blood is red, hot, and pulsing. They will stumble on delicate, sheltered ladies who aren't afraid of a little sweat and soot. Strong as they are, these ladies will face the choice of remaining in their luxurious life or giving it up in the name of love.
Books in the series:
1. The Lady and the Miner
2. The Lady and the Mill Worker
2.5. The Lady and the Solicitor - Erotic
Novella
3. The Lady and the Bricklayer
*Lady Millicent will have her story in book three.
Don't miss the brand-new series Ladies and Strays. Coming soon.
Preview of The Lady and the Miner
Northumberland, England, 1820
Amelia Bolton closed the door to Mrs Higgs’s tiny cottage where she’d taken a basket of food, Mary’s husband sick in bed and unable to go to work in the mine. Outside, all kinds of litter lined the narrow alley cutting through the miners’ village with its usual foul stench. Amelia, having been born not far from there, became used to the general decay she found outside the walls surrounding her family’s mansion up the slope.
Movement down the alley caught her attention. A tall man walked this way some fifty yards from her. The miner who came to talk to her brother sometimes. Instinctively, she pressed herself against the rough, scarred wood, hiding more from herself than anything else. Sir Joseph, her brother, overtook the family’s three-generation-old business after their father died two years prior. With the changes he’d been making, Daniel Hill, the miner, had been visiting the house.
With dire consequences to her.
No, the man didn’t even know she existed. But she knew he did, acutely. Tumultuously, too. And overwhelming clandestinely.
