CHAPTER SIXShona stared after Lionel’s retreating figure, wondering at the strange tension that had inspired his words.
What was it about the Marquis that alarmed Lionel so much that he feared to discuss it? What mystery was he concealing?
The ship lunged and she braced herself against the dipping and swaying of the deck. The wind was blowing harder now, creating huge waves and causing the rain to lash against her face.
She welcomed it. Perhaps the shock of cold water might help her recover her scattered wits.
Today she had avoided the Marquis, knowing that she could never look him in the eye after her shameless behaviour of last night.
He had aroused feelings in her that were as confusing as they were treacherously sweet. She knew she must not yield to them and she was not ready to f
