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

“Not to your liking?” Araminta asked, nodding at his pudding.


Will smiled at her. “Not much of a pudding man,” he said, putting his spoon down before he squashed it any more.


“It is a little tart,” Araminta said with a laugh and laid down her own spoon. She dabbed at her mouth with her napkin. “So, are you leaving first thing?” she said.


“I don’t know until I speak with your brother.”


Araminta nodded. “I hope you will keep in touch?”


“Of course,” he said, and meant it. He had never met anyone he liked quite as much as Lady Araminta. Miss Rose, too, but he definitely had a soft spot for Araminta. The fact they had the same secret helped to cement their friendship, but she was the first person he had ever formed any real sense of attachment to and he found he was reluctant to let go of it. What he really wanted to do was to stay with Dearne, and with Araminta and Rose. He smiled weakly at Araminta. So much for wishing.


Chapter 75