Lady Midnight
Amanda McCabe

Excerpt

Kate tucked the small book under her arm and started to climb down the library ladder. Her slippered foot was just reaching toward the rung below her when the door banged open. Surprised, Kate lost her balance. Her foot slid from beneath her and she fell backward, toward the hard wooden floor. She cried out, reaching for the ladder, but her fingers closed only on empty air. Strong, hard arms closed tightly around her body before she could hit the floor. Breathless and terrified, Kate squeezed her eyes shut, but she knew who held her. She knew as soon as her arms clasped about linen-covered shoulders and she inhaled his clean, outdoor scent—Michael Lindley. Michael Lindley had swooped down like his archangel namesake and saved her. And now she was in trouble, because she didn’t want him to let her go. Ever.