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His heart is a fortress.
And she’s trespassing!
After losing all he holds dear in a horrific fire, Max Aldersley, Earl of Rivenhall, shuns the world – until he catches Effie Nithercott digging holes on his estate! He banishes the intrepid archaeologist and the unsettled feelings she rouses within him. But she returns even more determined and infuriatingly desirable than before! He wonders just how deep she is prepared to dig – so far she’ll reach the man beneath his scars…?
369 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 1, 2020
The bane of his life and the balm to his soul.
"Can I ask you a question, Max?"
"You can always ask me anything, Effie. In fact, I insist upon it. I find your honesty and your undisguised curiosity refreshing."
"Then that is a first. Most people loathe it."
"Then most people are daft. What’s the question?"
"Are we friends now? I feel as though we are, but I am never entirely sure. And experience has taught me that if I assume, then I am doomed to be disappointed when my perceived friend starts to avoid me."
She said it so matter of factly, but his heart wept for her. It was so ill deserved. Effie was a breath of fresh air, not an irritation. "I suppose we must be."
Her delighted smile was like a balm to his soul. "That’s nice. And you don’t mind all the questions?"
"I don’t want you to ever think you shouldn’t ask questions, Effie. You can always ask me anything..."
"I brought lunch. It’s in my satchel and I am happy to share it with you seeing that you have practically demolished that pesky wall for me."
"Then don’t dither, Miss Nithercott. Bring it hither from thither before I wither."
Her mind fascinated him. Never in all his thirty-four years had he ever witnessed anything quite like it. The way she worked her way through problems by asking herself questions was astounding, coming to reasoned and substantiated conclusions in minutes when most would take hours deliberating such complicated things.
"Not so much an oddity in the odd sense, more odd that you are so..." Maddening, lovely, entertaining, necessary, entirely perfect from your magnificent big brain to your mismatched earrings. "Errr...uniquely you."
The air around him was suddenly heavy with the heady scent of lilacs and fat summer roses. With things unsaid and hopes unfulfilled. He knew they were best left unsaid. Knew he needed to be thankful she was his friend and not keep foolishly wishing for more. For everything. Everything? The truth slammed into him and left him unsteady. She was his everything. Good lord, he was doomed.







He had lost all interest in everything and everyone a long time ago.

He was simply being difficult and unreasonable. Two traits she had little time for under the normal course of things.

The heady aroma of lilac and roses ...


Nothing terrified or aggravated a man more than an excessively clever woman ...

"This pencil ... is the single most erotic thing I have ever seen."

"Oh, Effie," his sigh was like a benediction.

I’ve really enjoyed this novel, I’ve particularly appreciated the characters building, that there isn’t an insta-love between the hero and the heroine and that also the side characters are amusing and essential to the story.
Max, the new Earl of Rivenhall, decided to hide away at his new mansion, far from London and its peering, judging, pitying eyeses.
He was glad he could stay alone licking his wounds but he didn’t know that with the property he also had inherited the beautiful and smart neighbour.
Effie is determinated to excavate his land in order to find relics and ruins of inestimable value to gain an aknowledgement from the male dominated archeological community.
Max and Effie start on the wrong foot, their bickerings are lively and animated, but day after day they begin to understand each other better and their relationship blooms in something more than a friendship.
It’s such a pleasure to read Virginia Heath works, I spend so much time with her characters, reading their adventures slowly wishing the story never end.
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