Gypsy Lover by Norah Parker

Elizabeth smiled as she examined the handsome noblemans palm. This man would be easy to read. His tall, broad shouldered frame spoke of strength, his rich garb of wealth. And his sardonic smile proclaimed his cynicism - especially she guessed, where women were concerned. Elizabeth looked into the stranger's steel gray eyes, only to have her glib words freeze on her lips. He was staring at her with an intensity that mad her wish she really could tell his fortune.. and that his future held a place for her..

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