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The beguiling creature performed a polite curtsy, her eyes downcast. Was she remembering the single extraordinary kiss they had stolen in a garden seven years ago?

He took her hand and bowed. ‘Charmed again, Mrs Huffington. How long have you been in town?’

‘Not long, sir,’ she said as she looked up from their joined hands. ‘I’ve only just returned from Kent.’

He took a moment to absorb her remarkably green eyes. Not emerald. Not greenish-grey or sea-green. Hers were more … olive. And every bit as captivating as they’d been years ago. His memory had not failed him. Nor had hers—indicated by the subtle blush on her cheeks. Yes, she was remembering that single astonishing kiss, too. Ah, but she was no longer girlishly coy. No, this Georgiana was a woman of considerable experience. One he would have no qualms about seducing.