By Suzanne Enoch
Never a gentleman . . . till now.
Lord Bramwell Johns, the second one son of a duke, is an unrepentant scoundrel. Now that his closest pals are disgustingly ensconced in household bliss, Bram is feeling unusually stressed. and never even relieving London's least deserving artistocrats in their ill-gotten jewels is enough—until the evening he overhears a controversy. it sounds as if woman Rosamund Davies is ready to be pressured into marriage with a rogue even worse than himself.
Rose is definitely conscious of Bram's scandalous recognition, so any cause of his unexpected curiosity in her is suspect; extra so given that he's shut buddies with the guy approximately to damage her kin! She has her personal plan although, and Bram should be simply what she requires—as lengthy as she recollects that he's basically searching for himself. so long as she recollects that his kisses and caresses don't suggest whatever. so long as she will hold from brooding about no matter if she will belief a scoundrel . . . along with her middle.
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The swaying of the carriage, the body she rested against, the sounds of hushed breathing, the pounding of her head, all these coalesced and became for Mary Kate the essence My Wicked Fantasy / 53 of these long moments when they traveled through the darkness. “We’ve not long to travel. ” …now, he would be there now. Surely such joy was too much to be borne. Her smile was almost painful, it stretched so wide across her face. The forest around her sang of spring. Yellow crocus blossoms peered up from shoots of green, noisy hatchlings were being fed by querulous mother birds, the soil beneath her feet was rich and loamy and smelled of wet winters and the sharp fecundity of nature itself.
Archer thought the man winced, but couldn’t be sure. “I would not have thought you that flummoxed by an accident, Jeremy. I do not hold you responsible, you know. ” Jeremy looked up at the sky, down at the ground, then at the sight of his employer standing in front of him. “She made me promise, sir. Swear upon my father’s life, she did. ” “Mrs. Bennett, sir. Told me at the inn, she did, that she feared for your safety. ” Archer had never seen his coachman hesitant before, never seen him almost maidenly in his reticence.
Help him…. He is in danger…. Her indrawn breath was louder than this sound, yet Mary Kate still heard it. As frail as a snowflake falling in the winter air, as tenuous as a spider’s web, as daunting as a shout, it commanded her. A woman of less restraint would have succumbed to the shallowness of breath, the light-headed feeling that suffused her at that moment. But she was from farmer’s stock, from a practical station in life that ridiculed such things as female weakness. She’d helped at lambings and wrung the necks of chickens she later ate for supper.