The Duke's Vow
Rosamund Talbot
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Being so close to another man after months of mourning was undeniably pleasant. Especially when the man was as attractive as Harold. His stubble tickled her cheek as their faces brushed against each other and his scent filled her nostrils. It was a favourable odour, not the kind of earthy smell one would expect to radiate from a gardener. Coupled with Harold's strength and ruggedness, his scent seemed to ignite something in the Duchess. A sort of sexual excitement that had been lying dormant since the passing of her husband. Just half an hour before, it looked as though her mourning was never going to come to an end, but now she was ready to move on. And it was clear just how she would be moving on.