Page 39 of Corrupting his Duchess (A Duke’s Undoing #1)

The carriage wheels slowed as they turned onto the familiar path. Outside, the gardens were lush again, full of roses and lavender and the sky stretched wide with spring sunlight. The house loomed ahead, still elegant, still theirs.

Henry leaned against the velvet lining of the carriage, watching Anna peel off her gloves, one finger at a time. Her hair was tucked into a traveling bonnet, but a few dark curls had worked themselves free at her temples.