She tossed the offending item across the room, and it landed, once again, inside
her open trunk. She never wanted to see the blasted book again as
long as she lived. Thanks to the dratted thing, she'd gone to bed with images of
three women in bed together. She could go the rest of her life without such ideas invading her thoughts again.
A scratch came at the door. "Enter," she grumbled.
Annie slid inside, a giant smile on her face. Hazel scowled at her maid. What did
she have to be so happy about this morning?
"It was so nice of Mr. Alec ta offer his coach ta take us the rest of the
way."
Alec. The broken axle. Hazel's head began to throb even harder. "I have no
the intention of traveling' as far as the next vil age with Mr. Alec."
Annie's smile evaporated. "But, Miss Hazel, las
