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Molly Merriwether readily accepts an invitation to Waverly Hall, eager for adventure and amusement with her best friend. She never expected to be left unchaperoned with three intriguing young gentlemen for weeks.
Roger Bailey, recuperating in more ways than one, avoids Molly until her kindness and humor tempt him to deepen their acquaintance.
Molly lands in one unlikely escapade after the next with Roger and soon considers him a friend—perhaps more—but the barriers he puts up make it impossible to truly know him. Has she only imagined those tender looks in his eyes?
For a chance at love, Molly will need to bare her innermost self and trust someone more deeply than she’s ever dreamed possible.
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“Not having chaperones has made it all the more interesting.” Molly glanced outside, where the men stood in a circle talking.
“Auntie’s going to be so upset when she finds out,” Caroline said.
“Perhaps she never will.”
Caroline clicked her tongue. “Of course she will. She’ll tell our parents.”
“Then we’d better enjoy ourselves while we still can.”
About to sip her juice, Caroline set the glass down. “I know that look, Molly. What are you planning?”
“Oh, I just thought we might have a poke around while the gentlemen are otherwise occupied.”
Outside, the men had set out across the field toward the kennels.
“We’ve done enough poking around,” Caroline said. “We’ll probably get lost again.”
“No. We’ve done enough poking around that we won’t get lost. And there’s that arched door we saw in the east wing other day.”
“It’s most likely a broom closet.”
Molly rose, leaving her napkin on the table. “It’s in the corner of an empty room on the third floor.
And with such an elaborate door? There were vines engraved on it.”
“The room wasn’t empty—it looked like an old sewing room. I’m sure it’s nothing of interest.”
“We won’t know until we look.”
“You’re doing this no matter what I say, aren’t you?” Caroline asked.
“You don’t have to come.” Molly gave her an angelic smile as she backed toward the door.
About the Author: Kate grew up in a woodsy New England town where summer days at the lake seemed to last forever. She read her first historical romance at age eleven when a teacher challenged her to find a book in the library written by an author she’d never heard of. Thus began a life-long love of love stories.
After graduating from college she settled in the Pacific Northwest, where she currently resides with her family.
Kate wrote her first romance when she was sixteen, then set her pen down for years until another story floated into her head out of the clear blue sky. She jotted it down, just for fun, but soon it took on a life of its own.
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