The year is 1806. Bastard-born jewel thief David Lambert has few rules in his personal life. Never bed the staff, never more than once with the same man, and never, ever, kiss. Attending an aristocratic party and relieving some of the wealthy of their possessions should be easy, but in the space of a weekend, one by one all his rules are shattered by a footman with a secret.<br><br>Jeremy Naylor thought he had found the man of his dreams, the one man who might understand him. Someone passionate, handsome, and respectable. But in one shocking moment his world is destroyed, and he is forced to run for his life.<br><br>Flung together to escape the hangman’s noose, the passion between David and Jeremy burns fiercely. But Jeremy yearns for respectability, and David refuses to admit what lies in his heart. Will they find a way together, or will their differences lead them to the very brink of disaster and the shadow of the gallows?

Thief of Hearts

Spencer sighed. “Let me see what I can do.”


Spencer hesitated. “Damned good thing he didn’t realise it was you who’d stolen it.”


He drove his carriage swiftly, luggage carefully stowed, Spencer having made discreet arrangements for him and Henson to get back to London. He felt badly at abandoning them, but he needed to move quickly. If he found Jeremy, he needed to be alone.


Chapter 23