Required To Wear The Tycoon's Ring. Maggie Cox

him in his tracks to notice that her skin was nothing less than flawless...even at this unearthly hour.

      ‘Good morning,’ he greeted her huskily.

      Her big brown eyes mirrored her astonishment. ‘You’re still here!’

      ‘I’m afraid I am. You should have woken me and told me to go home.’

      Imogen smiled delicately. ‘You were sleeping so soundly when I came back from the kitchen I didn’t want to disturb you. You were obviously very tired. But shock can do that to a person.’

      Seth was puzzled. ‘Shock?’

      ‘The note?’ she reminded him gently.

      Finding himself reacquainted with the letter he’d written to Louisa all those years ago and learning that she’d read it before she died must have been responsible for lowering his defences. He would never normally make himself so vulnerable. Undoubtedly the generous glass of brandy he’d drunk had helped...