Evangeline and her Captain
‘I have a proposal for you, Miss Lynley.’ Captain Lucius Bramwell’s dark eyes glowed and there was a seductive tinge in his smooth voice that I had never heard before. In the past two weeks since embarking from London, we had tea in his quarters each afternoon and he had never been anything else but a gentleman. Now, the sensual glimmer in his raven eyes spread to the rest of his darkly handsome face, the features strong and masculine, as if they’d been chiseled from stone. I set the delicate...