: Deborah Simmons
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He was not about to break down the door and ravish
her in her own home.
Drawing in a sharp breath, Glory flushed at the memory of their first meeting,
when he had forced her against his hard body... The appearance of their maid,
Cassie, brought Glory from her thoughts and she handed her hat to the girl. 'How
is my aunt?' she said, returning to more mundane matters. 'She went out, miss.' '
What? Where?' Glory asked, for Phillida had taken to bed earlier with a sick