For Readers of Romance, an excerpt from The Governess:
Carly was enjoying her ride immensely until rounding a thicket and coming upon a most disturbing scene.
She had noticed a farmer carrying a large fence pole who now deposited it into a hole for the very bare-chested Lord Huntington who immediately set about pounding the post into the ground with enormous force. Picking up his shovel, he then began filling the hole with mounds of dirt wasting no time at all. His golden muscles rippled in the sun’s rays, moisture dripping down his body, his dark locks blowing in the breeze, wet with perspiration.
The farmer’s hesitation in helping to fill the hole brought Creighton’s attention to the subject which had caught his tenant’s interest.
Lady Blakemore sat upon Clover with her mouth gaping open in her flushed face as she stared wide-eyed at his near nakedness, her flowers spilt upon the ground.
As they quickly observed each other, she hiccupped.
Grinning stunningly, he was aware of his half-clad body, and the reason for her qualms. Stepping forward to have a chat with the shy girl, he reached to grasp the horse’s halter, but she was too fast for him. With lightning speed, she whirled about, turning in the opposite direction, yelling Hhyaw! galloping quickly away.
Chuckling together, he and the farmer had a good, long laugh over the poor governess’s obvious embarrassment.
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