Which was worse, the scandal or the pain?
Mercy Yeomans was regarded as a paragon of virtue in the tiny village where she’d grown up. Then, one passion filled night with Croft Latimer had altered her quiet existence irrevocably.
Turfed out of her flat, spurned by her friends and rejected by her fiancee, Mercy was too ashamed and hurt to think clearly.
All she knew was that she had to flee her accusers, even if it meant escaping into the same strong male arms that had given her so much trouble, and so much pleasure.
Mercy Yeomans was regarded as a paragon of virtue in the tiny village where she’d grown up. Then, one passion filled night with Croft Latimer had altered her quiet existence irrevocably.
Turfed out of her flat, spurned by her friends and rejected by her fiancee, Mercy was too ashamed and hurt to think clearly.
All she knew was that she had to flee her accusers, even if it meant escaping into the same strong male arms that had given her so much trouble, and so much pleasure.
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