Homage to Bridgerton Devotees….

             Homage to Bridgerton Devotees….

Come, all thy Lovers of Regency Romance, this Wylde ride, ‘tis begun!
Introductions commence forthwith. Delicious Morsels of intrigue and Romance shall dance before Your eyes. Thrill to the tangles and Tribulations of Dukes and Earls, Ladies and Spicy Young Widows, Equestrians, and Fencing Enthusiasts. Succulent tidbits of Special rates, Competitions, Newsworthy Events of subsequent voluminous Works, Privileges, Recorded Conversations, and Acquisition Engagements, upon my Troth, all shall be Yours sited here: That Wylde Woman!
 

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. . . from That Wylde Woman!

Marleigh shouted as the hands grasped her head, turning and lifting her head up. Plucking the crop lying beside her in the grass, she walloped the man twice on his back.

“Oww! Stop. I am here to help you!”

“Help me? Help me out of my clothing?”

“What? No! You must have injured your head. Not a surprise after that thundering near-collision on the bridle path.” He scooted her hat back, gently laid her head down, and stared intently into her eyes, shifting from one to the other, looking for a sign of injury.

Marleigh stared back as she drew in a sharp breath, stunned at the beautiful human leaning over her. He had bright blue expressive eyes, thick dark eyebrows, blond hair in large curls, beautifully sensuous lips, and a perfect Roman nose. He was the most blessedly handsome man she had ever seen.

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