YOUR SEAT?

Dawn lightened the sky, and the room was cosy.

Amelia's eyes flew open. For a moment she didn't know where she was, but then the memory returned. Dane. She finally had sex with him.

Smiling, she could only lie there. Then she glanced through the dawn shining palely through the open window. She could vividly remember his touch, his kisses and also…the sex!!

She gave a rueful smile when she turned to see the other side of the bed empty. A lover like Duke Dane Barnard was what every red-blooded girl wanted.

The squeal of a horse sounded outside, and curiosity got the better of her, so she got up to see who it was. Dane just galloped out of the gate and to the village. Where was he going so early in the morning?

At the front was the view from the village, showing how the battlements and towers rose above the surrounding trees and rooftops. The streets were narrow and cobbled, sometimes with buildings right in the middle of the carriageway, and the shops had bow windows. She could see the