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Gillian laid her hand lightly on Bayard’s arm, to offer what silent comfort she could.

Yet as she did she became achingly aware of the feel of his flesh and muscle beneath her fingertips. Of his proximity and the masculine scent of leather and wool attending him. Of his lips so close to hers.

He was her sister Adelaide’s brother-in-law, sent to protect her. Not to woo her. Never to court or to kiss. Never to wed or to love. He drew her to him. She should stop him…protest…refuse…run…

She couldn’t. Didn’t want to. The moment their lips met the walls she’d erected around her heart broke into a thousand pieces, destroyed by his touch.

Desire, so long held in check, burst free from its restraints, and the longing she had tried to deny leaped into life.

She wanted to be in his arms, to feel and experience passion once again, and to be desired in return.

So she kissed him fervently, and with an almost desperate longing—as if she were a wanton with no more thought for the future than warming a man’s bed.

This man’s bed.

The Notorious Knight

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