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An Honorable Rogue Cover Art Copyright © 2008 by Harlequin Enterprises Limited
® and™ are trademarks of the publisher.
New out in the UK in 2008!
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon
UK Publication: September 2008
CHARMED AND SEDUCED!
Benedict Silvester is a rogue and a flirt! His skill as a musician means he is always travelling...and he charms women wherever he goes. Yet he is on a special mission: to accompany Rozenn Kerber to England.
Rose is frustrated with Ben's frivolous behaviour and annoyed that his wicked smile continually occupies her thoughts for he can never offer the stability she craves. But on their travels, Rose begins to suspect that he may have a serious side, that Ben is more than he appears...
Wessex Weddings
Norman and Saxons, conflict and desire!
A Taste of Romance:
Ben had laid his lute across his knees. Opening his eyes wide - he was not looking at Lady Alis - he began to recite. ‘Once upon a time, King Mark…’
As Ben’s seductive voice filled the solar, conversations drew to a halt. Needles froze over the canvas. Heads turned in the direction of the fireplace, old heads as well as young. Rozenn pursed her lips. Was no-one proof to his charms?
Ben’s voice, she had to admit, was his chief asset, it had a way of reaching deep into your heart. At least, that was how it was for her, and given Ben’s success and popularity, she assumed others felt the same. Reaching for a length of sage green wool, Rozenn threaded a needle and shuffled closer to the table. Her stool leg squeaked.
Countess Muriel tutted.
‘My apologies,’ Rozenn mouthed, and bent over the canvas.
Yes, his voice was perfect. It was clear, it was carrying and it was somehow caressing. Like his fingers. A memory of the previous night flashed in on her, when she and Ben had been talking to each other with only her table between them. He had held her hand and his fingers had moved gently over hers. So gently. She could almost feel the warmth of his fingertips as she would feel them if he were to lift her hand to his lips. Later, he might lean forwards across the table and reach for her…he might slide his other hand round her neck, he might bring his lips to hers, he might…
Her needle ran into her finger and she gasped.
‘Rozenn, do be still,’ the Countess frowned. ‘And mind you don’t bleed on the canvas.’
Nodding an apology, Rozenn blinked at the welling blood and lifted her finger to her mouth. What was she about? Just because Ben’s voice had the power to seduce half of Brittany did not mean it had the power to seduce her.
From the book An Honorable Rogue by Carol Townend Copyright © 2008 ® and ™ are trademarks of the publisher. The edition published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A. For more romance information go to:
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Readers Write:
‘Thank you for the hours of enjoyable escapist reading.’
From September 2008
WH Smith
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