A most unlikely governess...
...with a shocking secret
Part of The Governess Swap: Lady Rebecca Pierce escapes her forced betrothal when the ship sheâs on wrecks. Assuming the identity of a governess she believes has drowned, she enters the employ of brooding Lord Brookmore, whoâs selflessly caring for his orphaned nieces. Inconveniently, sheâs extremely attracted to the viscount, with her only chance of happiness tied to the biggest risk: revealing the truth about who she really is...
The Governess Swap miniseries
Book 1âA Lady Becomes a Governess
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DIANE GASTONâs dream job was always to write romance novels. One day she dared to pursue that dream, and has never looked back. Her books have won romanceâs highest honours: the RITA® Award, the National Readersâ Choice Award, the HOLT Medallion, Golden Quill and Golden Heart®. She lives in Virginia, USA, with her husband and three very ordinary house cats. Diane loves to hear from readers and friends. Visit her website at: dianegaston.com.
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Bound by One Scandalous Night Bound by a Scandalous Secret Bound by Their Secret Passion
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07384-4
A LADY BECOMES A GOVERNESS
© 2018 Diane Perkins
Published in Great Britain 2018
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To my dear friend Kristine Hughes Patrone, with whom Iâve shared the delights of many a trip to England.
Chapter One
June 1816
Lady Rebecca Pierce trailed behind the seaman carrying her portmanteau on his shoulder and the dour-faced maid who was her companion for this undesired trip sailing across the Irish Sea to England to marry a man she loathed.
The seaman led them across the deck, following other passengers, a woman with children, a gentleman, a tradesman. The seaman took them through the companionway and down the steps to the cabins below.
Rebecca inhaled the scent of brine that permeated the shipâs wood. Must she be stuck breathing that sour mockery of fresh sea air for the entire journey? Would Nolan, the maid her half-brother, the Earl of Keneagle, hired to accompany her, at least allow her to spend some time on deck? She loved standing at the bow of a ship, feeling the sea breeze on her face and watching the vessel cut through the inky water.
She slowed her step, simply to annoy the woman. Nolanâs duty was to make certain Rebecca fulfilled the nuptials her brother had arranged for herâforced on herâbut that did not mean Nolan could control her every move.