And Heaven Too

Drenched with rain, Lady Judith Beaufort furiously shook her long dark tresses, dismounted from her horse, and faced her abductor. Judith was obviously not the blond runaway mistress that Lord Charles Lambert's men searched for. Her brown eyes wide with anger, she looked up into the handsome face of the "bad seed" of the Lambert family and felt a shiver from the damp -- or was it from the hot, smoldering intensity of her captor's gaze? The very popular Lady Judith had never disobeyed her stern, powerful guardian, Sir Henry Somerset, before. So why was she now thinking of risking her reputation to trifle with a rascal lord? And why was this bawdy rakehell suddenly so intent on seducing her? Did he mean to win her away from her fiance, the duke, just for the sport of it? Or was he offering a delicious, defiant love no obedient lady would dare accept -- and no passionate woman would ever, ever refuse...