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For a moment all was silence, save for her breathing. Triumph raced through Bridget's chest. At last!Then she heard a masculine chuckle behind her.Bridget froze, ice sliding down her spine. The sound could be nothing else, not the wind or a creaky house or even a mouse in the walls.She turned, pushing the panel shut with her shoulder, and palming the portrait as she did so.The Duke of Montgomery, all golden hair and sharp blue eyes, and wearing a purple velvet suit, smiled at her from the armchair in the far corner of the room.A lovely woman in my bed, what a fetching surprise. He cocked his head, a corner of his beautiful mouth curving cruelly. Tell me, Mrs. Crumb, what are you looking for?

Elizabeth Hoyt

For a moment all was silence, save for her breathing. Triumph raced through Bridget's chest. At last!Then she heard a masculine chuckle behind her.Bridget froze, ice sliding down her spine. The sound could be nothing else, not the wind or a creaky house or even a mouse in the walls.She turned, pushing the panel shut with her shoulder, and palming the portrait as she did so.The Duke of Montgomery, all golden hair and sharp blue eyes, and wearing a purple velvet suit, smiled at her from the armchair in the far corner of the room.A lovely woman in my bed, what a fetching surprise. He cocked his head, a corner of his beautiful mouth curving cruelly. Tell me, Mrs. Crumb, what are you looking for?

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About Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt is the pen name of Nancy M. Finney. Hoyt is a New York Times bestselling author of historical romance. She also writes contemporary romance under the name Julia Harper. She lives in central Illinois with her husband and two children.