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Richard Windsor, the Prince of Wales, travels through time to claim Jocelyn's heart, but if it isn't one challenge, it's another. He determines to be a constant, steady presence in her life, hoping to prove he'd make a worthy husband.
Jocelyn's facing a bucket full of problems. The Prime Minister wants her to assist in ending a coal strike before it cripples the nation while her father attempts to recover from a serious injury. Will Jocelyn's dedication to her country and family ruin the one chance she has at love?
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Jocelyn raked her hand through her hair in frustration. Her conversation with her father turned her world upside down. His lawyer was traveling to Nottingham to advise a man Jocelyn had never met he was her father's heir. She knew nothing about Augustus Darling. How could she trust him? Her stomach knotted. Her father could die leaving Jocelyn as penniless as a discarded mistress.
To a degree, that didn't matter. Jocelyn knew she had enough talent to make her way in the world, like Keira, but she didn't appreciate feeling this way, like an afterthought. If only the last couple of days were a bad dream. She wished she could open her eyes and have her world back. Damn Richard and his insistence they exchange rings. Damn his wonderfully sweet lips. They made her believe in love.
She swatted her hand next to her head like she was swatting a fly. Love could flitter away from her heart like a hummingbird for all she cared. Who needed it? Love hurt.
A knock rapped on the door, but before she could voice a reply, Richard walked in. He crossed the room, raw concern splayed over his face and he knelt before her. "What's wrong?"
"You look annoyed."
"A lady never cusses," she replied.
His lips tipped in amusement. "What else does a lady never do?"
"They never wear the same dress twice."
He pulled up a chair and sat in front of her. "I believe that."
"And a lady never lies," she said.
He slid his hand over hers and laced their fingers together. A sweet jolt pulsed up her arm and she smiled despite herself.
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