Secrets

not have to marry. She sighed, unable to regret the past year—or the past years.

She had been sent away to school in London by her father when she had been thirteen. Remembering, Elizabeth smiled. She had been caught in the stable with the strapping young Irish groom—and they hadn’t been doing anything that had to do with horses, but everything that had to do with riding.

Kevin hadn’t been her first lover and he hadn’t been her last. But he was one of her fondest memories because he had been directly responsible for her being sent away. She had hated the small-town life of San Luis Obispo for as long as she could remember. She was thrilled to be sent to London.