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"Stop right there, thief." His low growl startles me. I turn, and he drops his weapon with a clatter. "Eloise?!" He takes in my thin gown and wet slippers. "You're running away." My teeth chatter too much to answer. But there's no denying that I just fled my own wedding. And now I have nowhere to turn. With a curse he tugs me toward him and scoops me up into his arms. "I can't go back," I say. But he's moving further into the house. "W-where are you taking me?" He glares down at me, but his voice is oddly gruff. "To the fire, love. You're freezing." "But...you don't even like me." His lips twitch and his gaze holds a dangerous glint... "You have no idea how I feel about you," he growled. BOOK: The Misplaced Miss Eloise What readers are saying, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "You won't be able to put it down!" "So good it made me cry!" Get the 10 E-Books in this bundle series and save 50% today! The PERFECT way to support the author