Forbidden to the Duke(84)By: Liz Tyner
She shut her eyes and put her hand to her temple. ‘What must they think of us?’
He reached and snatched a pin from her hair and palmed it as she tried to take it back, then he trapped her close for a soft kiss. ‘I hope they think we are rather fond of each other.’
Her face was not that of a goddess—well, perhaps it was the face of his goddess. But to him, she was his angel. And when he bent to kiss her he did not care if all the doors of the world opened and everyone saw them together. For ever.