A Rake’s RewardSara found herself laughing until her sides ached, and she had to stop and catch her breath. She had not had so much fun since... well, she could not think of when she had ever had so much fun.
Lord Reath’s voice cut into her thoughts. “Miss Whately, if you would take my left hand, no my right, I believe we shall turn as we ought.”
“Oh, yes, I am sorry, I was woolgathering.”
Sara looked up at him while taking his hand. His cheek was dimpled and his deep gray eyes twinkled merrily. The oddest sensation overcame her. It was as if the world just faded away. Despite the cheerful crowd around them, Sara felt as if there was no one else in the room but herself and Lord Reath.
Deep in his eyes there was something… something both exciting and disturbing at the same time. Hea
