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Without any further warning, Harry bent his head and kissed her.

Shocked, Juliana could only feel the warmth of his lips, the taste of him, the brief touch of his breath before it was gone again. Not a moment too soon, as some guests appeared round the arc in the corridor. He had timed the kiss to perfection, in the brief instant when they were alone, and in that split second Juliana’s senses swam, her stomach flipped and her nerve endings tingled.

Her heart was pounding with what must be outrage. ‘Thank you? I should thank you for kissing me without my permission?’ Her voice squeaked a little. She cleared her throat. ‘Why on earth would I do such a thing?’

‘Because, my darling Juliana, I wished you to know yourself. To know the passion within you...a passion that would be smothered by the wrong man. You would end up half alive.’

‘You have no right to make such remarks—or to kiss me!’ Surprisingly, Juliana felt close to tears. What was happening to her?

He looked closely at her and his gaze softened. With a rueful half-smile, he murmured, ‘You must believe me when I tell you I have only your interests at heart.’