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Historical Romance 1804
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"Judith Talbot-Harrow left England with a heavy heart. She was going to America to join a father she despised and a sister she distrusted and she felt lonelier-and angrier, than she ever had in her life. She was certainly in no mood to put up with the insulting actions of the arrogant Yankee privateer who boarded her ship, ransacked her things, then "apolgized" withan indecent, brazen kiss! And as the handsome, blue-eyed scoundrel sailed away, she vowed that someday he'd pay dearly for the liberties he'd so callously taken...and the desires he'd so casually awakened.
Tabor O'Halloran knew he'd neer forget the redheaded British beauty. She was so full of fire and untapped passion...he couldn't let her go. So he tracked her to New Orleans and made his daring plan. He would appear to her amid the seductive secrecy of the masquerade ball, cleaked in mystery, an ardent stranger. He would woo her heart with tender words, her lips with champagne-sweet kisses. And by the time she remembered to hate him, she would be his, every luscious, silken inch of her!
from the back of the book-
"Judith Talbot-Harrow left England with a heavy heart. She was going to America to join a father she despised and a sister she distrusted and she felt lonelier-and angrier, than she ever had in her life. She was certainly in no mood to put up with the insulting actions of the arrogant Yankee privateer who boarded her ship, ransacked her things, then "apolgized" withan indecent, brazen kiss! And as the handsome, blue-eyed scoundrel sailed away, she vowed that someday he'd pay dearly for the liberties he'd so callously taken...and the desires he'd so casually awakened.
Tabor O'Halloran knew he'd neer forget the redheaded British beauty. She was so full of fire and untapped passion...he couldn't let her go. So he tracked her to New Orleans and made his daring plan. He would appear to her amid the seductive secrecy of the masquerade ball, cleaked in mystery, an ardent stranger. He would woo her heart with tender words, her lips with champagne-sweet kisses. And by the time she remembered to hate him, she would be his, every luscious, silken inch of her!
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