Page 70 of A Promising Little Scandal (Sensual Scandals)

She turned from the chaotic scene in front of her and started to make her way back across the Cobb toward the village. Dusk was falling all around her, and it would be dark soon. She certainly didn’t want to be on this ledge when that happened, because it could be treacherous when the tide came in and the water turned even more fierce than it was at the moment.

However, she paused when she spied a dark figure some distance in front of her. She narrowed her eyes and tried to make out who it was, but with the spray from the sea obscuring her vision, combined with a light bank of fog starting to roll in, she couldn’t be certain of the stranger’s identity.

As she drew closer, her pulse started to pound in her veins. He was still too far away to be sure, but that distinct stride looked familiar. Her steps started to come a bit faster, eager to end the separation if it was, indeed, Lord Blakely.

The figure continued to walk at an even pace, but Calliope took heart when they began to increase their momentum toward her as well.

It wasn’t until she heard her name carried on the wind by a familiar baritone that she broke out into a run. “Sebastian!” She sobbed his name and quickly rushed forward, praying that the slippery surface of the stone beneath her feet wouldn’t send her crashing into the surf.

She didn’t know if it was tears rushing down her face, or the salty spray, but it didn’t matter, because she was almost in Sebastian’s wonderful, strong embrace.

She could see his face clearly now and the relief she saw there made her heart swell even further. She had been foolish to believe that she felt anything other than love for this man.

He was her entire world.

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