Will Marsden is a man on the run from his memories and his past. Steward of Denton Manor was a good position until Captain Dearne, the owner, lost the manor on the turn of a card. When the feckless Dearne is dumped unconscious and near death on his doorstep, Will grudgingly accepts an enormous sum of money to care for him.<br><br>Dearne regains consciousness but has no memories of how he came to be in the bed of a dark-haired, angry, but gorgeous man or how he came to be so badly injured.<br><br>When nightmares drive Dearne into Will’s arms every night, the attraction between them explodes. As Dearne battles with lost memories, he is forced to accept the fact that someone in his family wants him dead, and Will is forced to confront his past head on. Will the revelations uncovered manage to tear them apart?

Memories

Wiping his hands on his handkerchief, he settled the horse, and then strode out to meet the carriage now barrelling up the drive to the house at an almost reckless pace. The driver pulled the carriage to a stop in front of him, throwing up dust and gravel. Irritation threatened to spill over into outright anger and Will pulled himself upright, crossed his arms, and waited.


The driver looked like a groom. He jumped down, and with an insouciant grin in Will’s direction, headed to the carriage door and pulled it open. Will was shocked when a woman stepped down and headed for him with a terrifyingly determined look in her eye. She was only small, but there was a force of will there which made him hesitate.


“Are you Marsden?” she demanded, standing before him. She barely came up to his chin, and he wasn’t particularly tall.


“I am.” He didn’t feel the need to elaborate.


“I am…Lady Araminta,” she said, chin in the air.


Chapter 3