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Now with his fierce scowl, she felt unsure and burning all at the same time.

Dread filled her steps as the earl stopped her directly in front of the duke. "Ms. Nicole Anderson, may I present the Duke of Ashwell, his Grace, Sinclair Pierce." With sudden clarity Nicole realized she had just been thrust into the center of everyone's attention. She had already raised her hand when the earl made his introduction so she had to leave it there in midair awaiting the duke to either take her hand or snub her openly.

"I know my betrothed." Sinclair felt the words leave his mouth as his hand reached down out to grasp hers. He felt the tremor in her small hand as he brushed his lips across her glove.

If he had been capable of giving his attention anywhere else but on the female in front of him he would have heard every romantic in the room give an audible sigh while the cynics not getting the show they had so desired began returning to their previous conversations.

Suddenly very tired of the stressful events Nicole decided she had enough. Enough of worry, enough of fear, just enough. Surprising all three gentlemen encircled around her, Nicole gave a soft very feminine laugh.

"Oh ho, my darling, surely you would not meet your betrothed with just a simple greeting." Before any of the men could react she grasped the duke by his shoulders while reaching up on her tiptoes and pulled him down to her. She stunned Sinclair when she kissed first his smooth cheek and then without hesitation or flinching she kissed his scarred cheek. Sin felt his entire being jerk at her touch.

Nicole released him to turn a dazzling smile to John. Aware of the glare he was getting from the duke, John felt extremely out of place. He started to fidget with his collar when Nicole removing her gloves placed her bare hands over his gloved hands and stilled them. "My father and I both appreciate what a good and dear friend you have been to me."

Sinclair did not even realize he had moved when he went to grasp Nicole by the waist and pulled her back into his chest. His movement had achieved his desire to get Nicole's hands off of Rawlings' but it had left them both in a very improper embrace. He knew from her start and the shock on both Rawlings and Reardon's faces that his actions had surprised them all. What was more shocking to Sinclair was the fact that he had not immediately released Nicole, neither could he seem to stop the wave of pleasure that her delectable frame was causing wherever it came into contact with his.

Nicole did not break away from the duke as she should have and pretended not to realize the inappropriate embrace as she slipped her hands back into her gloves. She rather hoped the duke had not noticed her slight tremor of pleasure but knew that hope had been in vain when the dukes grasp tightened and he stepped a fraction closer.

"Gads, Pierce. You're acting as if the gossip is true. Surely you are going to set everyone straight? You can't mean to marry?" The earl opened his mouth and began speaking only to be stopped short by the curtness of the duke.

"Leave us Reardon, you are no longer needed." The dukes hard gaze settled on the earl until with an angry shrug Reardon turned from the group and marched off.

Nicole watched the earl march off into the foliage. Not moving from the dukes grasp she turned her head and looked at John over her shoulder and with an impish smile could not contain herself. "You hold Reardon and I'll punch him. We'll hide the body in the shrubbery." She smiled while waiving her hand vaguely at all those many potted plants. She could not help but laugh at the two men's expression at her unladylike remark.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward breaking the dukes hold upon her waist.

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