Saturday, January 27, 2007

55 Fiction Friday


Lady Eleanor’s eyelids struggled open, giving the impression, as she intended, that the Duke’s presence had revived her. She blinked up at him as if confused. She was nothing of the kind. She was merely using the incident to tighten her hold on His Grace’s attention. She had gained too much to be undone now.

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