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Chapters (59)
  1. COVER
  2. ROSEMARY ROGERS
  3. DEDICATION
  4. THE BEGINNING
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. NEW ORLEANS
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. 12
  18. MEXICO
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
  28. LA CORTESANA
  29. 22
  30. 23
  31. 24
  32. 25
  33. 26
  34. 27
  35. 28
  36. 29
  37. 30
  38. 31
  39. 32
  40. 33
  41. 34
  42. 35
  43. 36
  44. 37
  45. 38
  46. THE JOURNEY
  47. 39
  48. 40
  49. 41
  50. THE DESTINATION
  51. 42
  52. TURNING POINTS
  53. 43
  54. 44
  55. 45
  56. 46
  57. THE PROMISE
  58. Epilogue
  59. COPYRIGHT

So Ginny still had not forgiven him for taking their children to Lord Marwood’s house in Devon, but he had no intention of explaining himself again. After all that had gone between them, he’d known he could trust Concepciόn to keep his children safe, whether she hated Ginny or not. Or perhaps because she hated Ginny, it would have given her great satisfaction to withhold her children from her.

He cupped his hand under Ginny’s chin to forestall the question he saw simmering in her eyes. In no mood to field jealous demands, he bent to kiss her. Immediately, she melted into him, her body firm and lithe, her lips half-open beneath his mouth, passionate and demanding.

Christ, he had forgotten for a moment how easily she could arouse him with a kiss, the pressure of her small, firm breasts against him a reminder of what lay beneath her elaborate gown and female underpinnings. Heat surged, the old fires as hot as ever, and as high. If he didn’t back off now, he’d end up causing a true scandal. He broke off the kiss, saw from her swift glance of satisfaction that she was well aware of his reaction and shook his head grimly.

“Go and dance with your cousin, little hellcat. I see him looking for you. I’ll be at your side when we go in to supper.”

Mutiny flashed in her eyes, but she gave an acquiescent shrug. “If you insist. Pierre is too infatuated with the lovely Miss Prendergast, whom you escorted to England, to take much notice of me at the moment, but I’m certain I can find a dance partner without too much trouble. Perhaps even an escort into supper if you do not return.”

“I’m certain you can.” His hand clamped down on her arm in a vise, but he only lifted her hand to his lips, his gaze lazy and mocking. “As long as he’s agreeable about being replaced when I return, there will be no trouble.”

He left her just inside the French doors, where the music was loud and the vast ballroom, with its glittering crystal chandeliers, stuffy and crowded, giving her hand to Pierre Dumont with a meaningful lift of his brow.

Pierre was no fool. He would keep an eye on Ginny to be certain there were no more scandals. There was already too much conjecture, too many whispers floating around London about them, and he hoped his volatile wife remembered that.

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But Steve needn’t have worried about Ginny.