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The Duke is OUT!
Book 2 in the Gypsy Legacy Series
He doesn’t need a wife. She doesn’t want a husband. Destiny’s not listening.
As children, Brand Waring, heir to the Duke of Warringham, and his brother were kidnapped and sold to a plantation in the West Indies. Now Brand is back to wreak vengeance on those responsible for his brother’s subsequent death. The last thing he wants, or needs, is to be distracted by an instant attraction to a flighty Society belle.
Felicia Collings has found it easy to refuse every marriage proposal, thanks to a ring left to her by her gypsy great-grandmother. Reportedly it will lead her to the man whom she is destined to marry. To her relief, the ring has been blessedly silent on this issue. Until Brand recognizes it, and sparks fly.
In spite of himself, Brand finds himself drawn to the beauty, and to the wounded soul reflected in her eyes. At his gentle hands, Felicia begins to learn what it means to be cherished and loved.
Then the past rears its head to threaten their fragile happiness. As Brand begins to doubt whether vengeance is as sweet as a lifetime with Felicia, he finds himself racing to save them both from not one cold-blooded killer—but two.
And now, a short excerpt to whet your appetite.
“I sent my man, Hardwicke, ahead to bespeak rooms at inns along the way. You are fortunate your brother and I had already discussed the best route not only to the Abbey, but also to The Downs—and where to stay along the way—else you might be traveling with a little more uncertainty.”
His voice held a touch of reproof in it.
She shrugged. “I’m not a hothouse flower. I spent much of my childhood with gypsies. A little inconvenience would not have hurt.”
“I see.” Brand was skeptical. “And have you had to fend off many unwanted advances in your travels?”
She blushed at his tone and implication. At nine she’d learned unwanted advances meant more than stealing a kiss or two.
“No, but I have a pistol and I’m not afraid to use it.” Brand’s golden brows raised in challenge. She raised her chin a notch in response. “The last person who didn’t believe me when I was holding a pistol is now dead.”
Congrats, Denise! Can’t wait to read the story. :)
~~Meg