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The last thing Christine remembered was her carriage careening dangerously in the blinding snowstorm. Then she awoke, wrapped in sheets of fine white linen--and with a man's hand on her bare shoulder! As the snow swirled outside, Christine, too, felt herself awhirl--for a man she had just met. (Regency Duet #1)