sent a tingle down her spine as he let
go of her arm.
Her brain paused in mid- whirl. This was a stranger.
A complete and utter stranger, and she’d just popped
through the mirror and into his arms like she belonged
there. No wonder he was treating her like she was crazy.
If she was when she thought she was, this was a huge
breach of etiquette. But she couldn’t quite dismiss the
idea that she had the right guy. She shivered. Lord, if he
was this gorgeous while he was pissed, how incredible
would he look when he was happy and laughing?
“Listen, Your Grace, I’m really sorry. I know this is
strange and sudden and completely crazy. Just give me a
chance, okay?” And then she winked at him in a bold
attempt to lighten the mood.
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Instead of the delighted laugh she’d been hoping for,
she got a cold stare in return. “Miss, I am not in a posi-
tion to give you anything. I am Avery Russell, the Duke
of Granville’s valet. And you are trespassing.”
The same strong hands that had caught her before she
could fall to the ground pointed her toward the door.
“Wait,” she cried, grabbing at his arm. “I’m telling
the truth!”
“A liar and a Bedlamite,” he growled as he pried her
fingers from his. “You hid inside that bureau and crept
out like a thief. I’ll listen to no more of this.”
“Please,” she begged, searching his still- grim features
for some sign of compassion. “You’ve got to believe me.”
“Why?” He scowled down at her like he was a priest
and she’d just spat in the communion wine.
Why? She stopped struggling. In an instant, the fight leaked out of her, leaving her muscles weak and useless.
This had been the worst idea she’d ever had, and for
Leah, that was saying something. She’d thought that
the musical version of Attack of the Killer Tomatoes she’d staged would hold that trophy for the rest of her life.
“I…I don’t know.” Leah looked at the carpet beneath
her feet. “You don’t have any reason to believe me.” She
swallowed hard, trying her damnedest to get the lump in
her throat out of the way so she could breathe.
He sighed. She didn’t look at him, fear and uncer-
tainty keeping her eyes glued downward. This wasn’t
how she expected things to go. Truth be told, she’d
been picturing a fairy tale. Love at first sight happened,
didn’t it?
But Avery Russell wasn’t the duke. So all she had to
do was get to the real Duke of Granville. He’d fall in
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love with her, and everything would be fine. She took
a deep breath.
“Mr. Russell, I’m sorry. I know I’ve been acting like
a lunatic. Can I have a minute to explain? I promise,
if you don’t believe me, I’ll get out of here without
another word.” How she’d manage that she didn’t have
a freaking clue, but she had to get him to listen.
His expression softened but barely. He nodded. “You
have one minute.”
Great. And crap. What the hell could she say? Her
brain buzzed, ideas flitting like deranged bumblebees,
each one crazier than the last. She had to come up with
something, anything. This was too important to screw
up. The truth hadn’t worked so well. Maybe she should
get a little bit more creative.
“Okay, listen to me. I’m from two hundred years
in the future. My grandfather is a trained assassin. I’m
his scout. We’ve discovered that there’s a threat to the
duke’s life, and his only hope is for me to marry him and
take him back to the future with me.”
He released her then but only to cover the bark of
laughter that had escaped him at her ridiculous answer.
Despite the gravity of the situation, she couldn’t help but
smile at herself. That hadn’t been her best effort. Maybe
she’d been watching too much Doctor Who lately.
Avery shook his