Page 115 of Blame It on the Duke


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Nick grinned. “You shouldn’t bind a gentleman if you don’t have the strength to untie him afterward.”

Her lips pursed as she tugged and worked on the silken cords.

She let out a frustrated sigh. “I’ll have to cut you free.”

“There’s a knife in my boot,” Nick said.

She paused. “Why is there a knife in your boot?”

“Never you mind. Just fetch it and release me. My wrists are going numb, Alice.”

She found the small knife secreted in the hidden holster in the top of one of his Hessians and climbed back into bed.

When the knots finally came free, he did what he’d been longing to do the entire time. He hugged her close to his chest, wrapping his arms around her, holding her so close he could feel her heart beating against him.

God, it felt good to hold her.

Before he’d married her, he’d thought that she was his very favorite kind of trouble.

He’d been wrong.

She wasn’t just his favorite kind of trouble.

She was the best trouble he’d ever had.

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