Forever Knight: Thornton Brothers Time Travel (A Thornton Brothers Time Travel Romance Book 2)

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Author: Cynthia Luhrs
her eyebrows. “Maybe he’ll be a lawyer, come to bail you out after a protest, and you’ll fall madly in love surrounded by bars and puke-green walls.”
    “Ha ha, very funny.” Elizabeth unloaded the bag and backpack and turned to hug her friend. Sunshine’s blond hair blew in the wind, causing several double takes from various men entering the terminal.
    “Are you sure there isn’t anything else you need? Got everything on your list?”
    “For someone named Sunshine, you worry an awful lot. I’ll be fine, and if I need anything I can always go shopping. It’s not like I’m going somewhere where they don’t have stores.”
    “Or Wi-Fi.”  
    They laughed.
    “I’ll miss you. Don’t forget to let me know when you decide you’ve had enough of England and you’re ready to come back.”  
    “You know I will. I’m thinking maybe a month or so. I’ll text you when I know my plans.”
    Elizabeth made her way into the terminal, excitement rising. Even the horribly long lines to pass through security didn’t bother her. A real castle, and it was all hers for an entire week . Could things get any better?

    The sound of passengers moving about woke Elizabeth. Yawning, she stretched, careful not to hit the man beside her.
    “I can’t believe it. You slept the entire trip. How do you do it?” He looked annoyed she’d been able to sleep.
    “Ever since I was little I’ve been able to sleep anywhere. Planes, trains, cars. It doesn’t matter. I close my eyes and I’m out. Makes flying more bearable.”
    “I can’t even sleep like that when I take a sleeping pill. You here for work?” The man’s accent made her want to listen to him all day. He had been in the States for business, working for a large pharmaceutical company. When he complained Americans couldn’t make a good cup of tea to save their lives, she’d refrained from complaining about leaving behind her beloved Lucky Charms cereal. You had to adapt to the place, embrace the culture, so goodbye favorite childhood cereal. Maybe she’d become a fan of beans for breakfast.
    She told him about her work and how she was taking some time off. “So that’s how I won a week at a castle. I’m so excited. I’ve never stayed in a castle before.”
    “Where?”
    They chatted while collecting their things, waiting for their turn to disembark. Other passengers grumbled at what was taking so long, impatient to get on with their day.
    “Highworth. It’s near Sutton.”
    The man made a face. “I know it. My wife likes the place, but to me it rather looks like someone got a little carried away with the icing.”
    “I know, right? But I have to admit, it’s kind of charming in its overdone way. I can’t wait to see the inside.”
    As they made their way into the terminal, he handed her an umbrella. “Always carry a spare. Enjoy your trip.”
    “Thank you. Now I don’t have to buy one.” The terminal was well marked, and she quickly cleared customs then found her way outside, where she met the driver. The sponsors of the contest had offered her the car and driver a day early, which she thought was really nice of them. The guy stood there in a uniform, holding a sign with her name on it.
    “I’m Elizabeth Smith.”
    The man took her bags and opened the door of the dark sedan for her. “Where to, miss?”
    “I’d like to go to Wapping and the Museum of London Docklands.”
    “Straight away.”
    On the way, she read through the documentation she’d printed out before she left. The driver promised to pick her up before dinner so she could check in at the hotel and get settled. With her trusty black backpack slung over one shoulder, she was ready to explore. The museum had an exhibit called Sailortown, which sounded interesting. It was supposed to be an immersive display re-creating the atmosphere. Back in the day, Sailortown was a narrow strip of taverns, slums, and houses situated on the north bank of the Thames, downriver from the Tower of
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