Defiant Surrender

Elise d'Evereaux was horrified when she spilled wine on the pants of the tall, handsome stranger and even more shocked when the bold Englishman made her clean it up. She had noticed Tony Fletcher the moment he walked into the room. The tight fit of his breeches left nothing to the imagination. The broad muscled torso made her want to be crushed in his embrace. She was attracted to this arrogant rogue, no doubt. But she was unprepared for the rush of desire than the mere touch of him would ignite. Tony Fletcher was mesmerized by the stunning, sensuous serving girl. Her hair had the jeweled…