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An unrepentant scoundrel with a murky past (our favourite kind of hero!) Lord Jack Knight has popped up periodically in Gaelen Foley’s superb Knights Miscellany series. And when he hasn’t popped up, his exploits have been spoken of in whispers. Now he has met his match in a feisty, independent heroine whose exploits match his own!
An English rose blooming in the untamed jungles of South America, Eden Farraday lives a life of independence - unheard of for a lady - with her doctor-turned-scientist father. But Eden misses England desperately. When the dangerous and darkly charming Lord Jack Knight sails into her life, she seizes her chance to return to civilization, stowing away aboard his London-bound ship.
Roguish and charismatic, a self-made shipping tycoon with a shadowy past and a well-guarded heart, Jack is sailing on a vital secret mission. When the redheaded temptress is discovered aboard his vessel, he reacts with both fury and undeniable lust. Forced to protect her from his rough crew, the devilish Lord Jack demands a scandalous price in exchange for Eden’s safe passage across the sea. As his wicked kiss ignites an unforgettable blaze of passion between them, Jack and Eden confront a soul-searing love that cannot be denied.
“Look!” the blond young officer suddenly cried. “There’s… “ He squinted in disbelief. “There’s a lady in that tree!”
The crew let out with marvelling oaths and exclamations, following the direction of his pointing finger. The sight of her there, sitting on the branch that overarched the river, must have been so unlikely that most of them seemed to find it quite hilarious.
She clenched her jaw and coloured a bit, but refused to be nonplussed. She rested one hand behind her on the bough and leaned back idly, trying to look nonchalant.
One sailor slapped his thigh as he guffawed. “If them grow on trees in these parts, Cap, you can drop me off ’ere!”
“Good day, Miss,” he greeted her, prepared to offer his assistance. “I see you’ve gotten yourself into a spot of trouble up there.”
“I have?” She tilted her head with a frown. “How’s that?”
Jack furrowed his brow. Her self-possessed response startled him; he had expected more of a cry for help. He glanced discreetly at his men; they shrugged, as perplexed as he.
He turned to the girl once more as she drew off her leather work gloves and then picked a leaf out of her hair with a small scowl. “Is everything, er, quite all right?”
“I think so,” she said warily, eyeing him as though he were the oddball. “Is everything all right with you?” “Of course.” Jack was nonplussed and beginning to wonder if they were speaking the same language.
“That doesn’t look very safe,” he pointed out. “Do you need help getting down?”
“Oh!” she answered with a startled laugh. “No, I don’t need any help getting down. But I’m sure you’re very kind,” she added indulgently.
Jack stared at her in perplexity. “What the blazes are you doing in that tree?”
Fancifully, he thought her like a beautiful half-wild princess of this mysterious emerald realm or a wondrous rare forest animal that had never seen Man before and did not know enough to be afraid. Total innocence.
But noting the pistol and machete that she wore strapped around her slim waist, he gathered in deepening respect that the lady knew how to fend for herself. |
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