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“Delicious…. [a] sensual delight.”
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“A fast-paced adventure with strong, vividly portrayed characters…. Wickedly, wonderfully sensual and gloriously romantic.”
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Secrets of the Night
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Something Wicked
Secrets of the
Night
Jo Beverley
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Copyright © Jo Beverley, 1999
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ISBN: 978-1-101-56489-9
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
This book would not have taken full form without my husband’s willingness to drive me round and round the Yorkshire dales; without my critique group making me keep focus; and without the generous advice of fellow writer Sue Stewart, who knows so much about the intimate life of horses.
And, of course, without my editor, Audrey LaFehr, who can always see ways to make a novel stronger.
Thanks to all the above, and to old friends Glyn and Jeff Dobson, whose hospitality helped me get back under the skin of the north of England after so many years away.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
North Yorkshire, August 1762
I
t was a simple matter to sin, wasn’t it? Didn’t they call it the “primrose path of dalliance”?
In the swaying, rumbling coach, Rosamunde Overton sat at equal distance from all panes of glass, fleeing back home, cowardly virtue still intact.
She’d been afraid of coach windows since the accident that had scarred her face, but she hadn’t realized how afraid of everything she had become. A person confined to bed loses the strength in their legs. She, huddled away for eight years in the quiet of Wensleydale, had lost all strength when it came to meeting strangers.
Especially when it came to sinning with them!
Sagging in her seat, she gazed at a landscape that seemed to reflect her mood. Scrubby sheep runs on rising ground were hung over by dismal clouds, remnants of the storm that had slowed her journey. Daylight was only a crimson memory, moonlight a pale promise, so she moved ponderously in the corpse-gray time between.
Sin had seemed straightforward enough when she and Diana had planned it. Her husband, her home, and all the people at Wenscote needed a child, but her husband couldn’t give her one. So, she would wear a mask and surrender to the anonymous wildness of a Harrogate masquerade. As Diana had promised, there had been men interested in sinning with her. Interested—though none realized it—in helping her get with child without the man involved knowing who she was.
She closed her eyes. It should have been so
easy
!
Yet instead of encouraging any of them, she’d flitted from partner to partner, nervously seeking a seducer more to her liking. What on earth had she expected?
A handsome prince?
