Welcome back to Sunday Eight. My historical romance novella, Sweet Lenora, releases on July 1. In today's eight, Lenora first meets Anton.
His look suggested he would like nothing better than to tear me limb to limb, and I shrank back against the wall. He stepped inside and pulled the door shut behind him.
For all of Aunt Louise’s insistence that I was a wanton and
wild woman who ran afoul of manners, his actions shocked me. I had never stood alone in a room with a member of the opposite sex, much less a room that was a bedroom, and much less a member as handsome and with a reputation such as the one who stood before me now.
His fiery countenance turned my knees to water. He walked to the desk and closed the ledger, then stared at me with a scowl for a
good long minute that seemed to stretch to an hour. I wilted under
his gaze. He was far taller than I, with broad shoulders, and I was
frightened of him and desired him at the same time.
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