My Duke's Desire (Wicked Lords of London 4)
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Her breath fluttered in her chest and then she lowered her forehead to his shoulder, her breathing raged. He didn’t understand her reaction, another question he’d like to ask. “Did you hear that Jacob? Happy with a duke.”
Rex glanced over, to see Jacob nod. “We’ll find you a duke too, Petal.”
Bloody hell. What was wrong with an earl?