The boy shrugged. “It might have been nothing to you, but it meant everything to me,” he told her. “As such, I swear to you that if you ever need anything, anything at all, you must come to me. And we must keep in touch in the future, so that the next time I am back to Bath, I have an escort who knows the dangers of Raven’s Hollow and how to avoid them.”
Charlene looked amused at that. “Lord Cumberland, I appreciate the offer, but I was only doing what anyone in my situation would have done. I couldn’t very well leave you there to suffer.”
There was something so sweet about her bashfulness, about her insistence that she hadn’t done anything special. She peered up at Eric through her eyelashes, and he couldn’t get over those eyes, those fascinating blue-green portals into her soul.
He leaned down and kissed her, gently and chastely, then pulled back. Still, despite the fact that the kiss was nothing more than friendly, he couldn’t help feeling a buzz of desire go through his whole body.
She wasn’t the first girl that the boy had ever kissed, not that there had been many, but Eric had never felt a reaction like this before.
He pulled hastily away before things could go any further. Who knew when her father might be back? Besides, she was young and innocent, no doubt virginal, and he just couldn’t do that to her. No matter how much he suddenly wished to.
“Goodbye, Miss Charlene Ellington,” he told her, as she brought her fingertips up to her lips, brushing them lightly against the skin that Eric had just brushed with his own lips. She looked shocked, but despite the impropriety of the gesture, she didn’t look scandalized or frightened. Merely curious.
Eric nodded to her and stepped back, before he could do worse. “Keep in touch,” he said once more, before he turned and left. What was that? Why was he so drawn to her? Eric knew that it didn’t matter, though.
Even if the girl kept in contact with him, he doubted that he would see her again. A pity, really. She was intelligent and pretty, competent and fearless.
But he was the son of a duke, and his place in life and his social circles were strictly predetermined. He could exchange letters with Miss Charlene Ellington, daughter of the doctor, saviour of his life, but nothing more than that.
He would have to find a way to be content with that.
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About Lucinda Nelson
Lucinda Nelson has grown up and now lives in Concord, New Hampshire.
She has studied and worked as a librarian and her meticulous research in History inspired an everlasting love for Historical Romance.
She discovered Bronte Sisters at her early teens and she has been fond of heroines like Jane Eyre, ever since.
She finally got the guts to participate on a writing contest on 2017. From right then she decided that plotting romances with rakish men and smart, feisty women, was an excitement she couldn’t stay away from. Except the times she is chasing down her two young boys.
Other than writing, Lucinda delights in watching theatrical plays, reading mystery novels and her latest discovery is cake decoration, something that she owes to her sons and her weakness for sweets.
A Short Note About Starfall Publications
Starfall Publications has helped me, like so many other successful Romance writers to extend my writing to you.
Quality is the company’s main focus and I’m honored to be able to publish my books under their name.
With that said, I would like to thank Starfall Publications for giving me the opportunity to work with them, making it possible for me to make my dream come true.
Also By Lucinda Nelson
Book 1: The Roguish Ways of a Hopeless Duke
Book 2: An Earl for the Broken- Hearted Duchess
Book 3: A Marquess’ Forbidden Desire
Book 4: A Wicked Scandal for the Bluestocking
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