Almost Silenced
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By: Isabel Mere | Other books by Isabel Mere Categories: Mainstream Romance, General Fiction, Historical, Historical, Regency Word Count: 93,390 Heat Level: SENSUAL Published By: Highland Press Publishing
Carisa Pez Velloso travels with her daughter to London at the behest of the family of her six-year-old child's father. What seemed a genial invitation turns into a nightmare and Carisa finds herself embroiled in a fight against English nobility and laws written in their favor. A chance meeting with widower Max DiSanto, advocate of law, brings hope of retaining custody of her deaf daughter.
The case Max and Carisa set out to win engages more than written law as sparks ignite within their damaged, unwilling hearts. 0 Ratings
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 Almost Silenced
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket Price: $2.99Cover Art by Amber Wentworth |
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Excerpt"Of course I am not showing you to the door," Carisa answered. "I am cleaning and . . . having conversation with you." She wiped her hands on her apron and backed away, calmly, deliberately, intent on showing him how his nearness in this tiny kitchen didn't strip her self-control. Max's low laugh did nothing to settle her stomach or pacify her heightened female senses. "For you." He raised his hand to her lips, a small bite of bread between two fingers. "The cook is always given the last piece." A challenge lurked in his smile. She parted her lips, expression skeptical. "Wider." Butter, the scents of pan gallego, woodsy soap and fragrance of his skin created the sweetest, hypnotic perfume. She complied, eyes fixed on him. A muscle in his jaw twitched and she felt the bread on her tongue. She jolted when, instead of withdrawing his fingers, he trailed one across her lower lip. "I should probably apologize in advance," he whispered, tracing her upper lip. Carisa somehow managed to swallow the bread without choking. Her heartbeat pulsed beneath his fingertip when she asked, "Apologize for what?" "I want you." A kiss marked where his finger had been. "Quite desperately in fact." Her eyes widened. "D-do you?" "Oh yes." His hand cupped her neck, mouth left slow, moist kisses on her cheeks. "No." Max froze, hardly able to get the word out. "No?" "No," she breathed. "Not here." |
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