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Suddenly Charity felt very breathless, gazing up into the masked face and seeing the glint of the candlelight in his eyes.

There was only the length of the pin between them. She did not resist when he took her wrist and deflected the sharp point away from his body.

What was she doing? Alarmed, she dropped the brooch and put her free hand against his chest, but even as she opened her mouth to scream he captured her mouth, kissing her so ruthlessly that her bones melted under the onslaught. It was over in an instant. She was still gathering herself to resist him when he released her.

‘Yes,’ he said, his breathing a little ragged. ‘I was not wrong.’

‘A-about what?’

‘You kiss like an angel.’

In one swift, fluid movement he turned away from her, threw up the sash and slipped out into the darkness.

Charity ran to the window, but there was no sign of anyone and only the soft drumming of hoofbeats fading into the night.