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Praise for the novels of Candace Camp
“Camp spins a tale that commands attention.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on An Unexpected Pleasure
“…entertaining, well-written Victorian romantic mystery.”
—The Best Reviews on An Unexpected Pleasure
“This one has it all: smooth writing, an intelligent story, engaging characters, and sexual tension that positively sizzles.”
—All About Romance on Swept Away
“Camp brings the dark Victorian world to life. Her strong characters and perfect pacing keep you turning the pages of this chilling mystery.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on Winterset
“From its delicious beginning to its satisfying ending, [Mesmerized] offers a double helping of romance.”
—Booklist
“Camp shows the ability of love to help people overcome something out of the ordinary.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on Mesmerized
“A smart, fun-filled romp.”
—Publishers Weekly on Impetuous
“One of Camp’s best.”
—Publishers Weekly on Indiscreet
“Candace Camp is renowned as a storyteller that touches the heart of her readers time and time again.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on Impulse
“…will leave you breathless with laughter and eagerly anticipating the next mishap.”
—Affaire de Coeur on Suddenly
AN Unexpected PLEASURE
CANDACE CAMP
MILLS & BOON
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
PROLOGUE
New York, 1879
The shriek cut through the night.
In her bed, Megan Mulcahey sat straight up, instantly awake, her heart pounding. It took her a moment to realize what had awakened her. Then she heard her sister’s voice again.
“No. No!”
Megan was out of her bed in a flash and running through the door. Theirs was not a large home—a narrow brownstone row house with three bedrooms upstairs—and it took only a moment to reach Deirdre’s door and fling it open.
Deirdre was sitting up in bed, her eyes wide and staring, horrified. Her arms stretched out in front of her toward something only she could see, and tears pooled in her eyes before rolling down her cheeks.
“Deirdre!” Megan crossed the room and sat down on her sister’s bed, taking Deirdre’s shoulders firmly in her hands. “What is it? Wake up! Deirdre!”
She gave the girl a shake, and something changed in her sister’s face, the frightening blankness slipping away, replaced by a dawning consciousness.
“Megan!” Deirdre let out a sob and threw her arms around her older sister. “Oh, Megan. It was terrible. Terrible!”
“Saints preserve us!” Their father’s voice sounded from the doorway. “What in the name of all that’s holy is going on?”
“Deirdre had a bad dream, that’s all,” Megan replied, keeping her voice calm and soothing, as she stroked her sister’s hair. “Isn’t that right, Dee? It was nothing but a nightmare.”
“No.” Deirdre gulped and pulled back from Megan a little, wiping the tears from her cheeks and looking first at Megan, then at their father. Her eyes were still wide and shadowed. “Megan. Da. I saw Dennis!”
“You dreamed about Dennis?” Megan asked.
“It wasn’t a dream,” Deirdre responded. “Dennis was here. He spoke to me.”
A shiver ran down Megan’s spine. “But, Dee, you couldn’t have seen him. Dennis has been dead for ten years.”
“It was him,” Deirdre insisted. “I saw him, plain as day. He spoke to me.”
Their father crossed the room eagerly and went down on one knee before his daughter, looking into her face. “Are you sure, then, Deirdre? It was really Denny?”
“Yes. Oh, yes. He looked like he did the day he sailed away.”
Megan stared at her sister, stunned. Deirdre had a reputation in the family for having the second sight.
