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The Lords of Eton #3
Harper & Appleton
January 2019
On Sale: January 15, 2019
256 pages
ISBN: 1950000044
EAN: 9781950000043
Kindle: B07K6SRCBB
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As the third son of the Duke of Fordham, Alex never thought he'd become a duke. But he's suddenly catapulted to the lofty title after his slightly older brother dies in his sleep. Now Alex has the onerous task of announcing the death to the woman his brother was to wed. Ever pragmatic, Lady Georgiana Fenton insists on seeing the late duke's body, and when she does, she's convinced he was smothered as he slept. She and the new duke decide to secretly work together to uncover the murderer. But the longer they're together, the harder it becomes to resist the duke's scorching kisses--and even harder to dismiss him from the list of suspects. No one had more to gain by her fiancé's death. .

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“You believe he might have killed Freddie in the hopes the new duke would allow him to purchase the parcel?” Lady Georgiana asked. “I never said I believed it. It’s a possibility, and a certain lady has warned me to be open to all possibilities.” Their eyes met again, and then both broke into smiles. “This is nothing to smile about, but I agree with you. This is a possibility we cannot ignore.” Her brows rose. “I wonder how long before the man approaches you. If he’s that eager, I daresay he’ll approach you soon.” He rose. “We shall have to see.” Looking down at Sir Arthur’s and Lord Barnstaple’s papers, he asked, “Can I help you put these up before I go?” Her face fell. “No. I need to devise a way of storing these in an orderly fashion.” She sighed as she circled the table and came abreast of him. “I suppose you’ll go back to White’s tonight?” “Yes.” “How I wish I could be there. I’ve become most passionate in our pursuit of this vile murderer.” Passionate. Yes, he thought, hard as she could be, this woman might be capable of passion. She just hadn’t met the right man. He moved closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. The firelight danced in her blazing gaze. In that instant a profound desire rushed over him like a roaring tidal wave. He pulled her close and lowered his head to settle his lips upon hers for a scorching kiss.