A little knowledge is a dangerous thing... Emma Brimley made one small fib in her application to teach at the Pettibone School for Young Ladies: She claimed to be a widow. But when she arrives in Yorkshire, she is dismayed to learn that she's expected to prepare her students for the intimacies o...
Even though rug burn was a small price to pay for fulfilling a fantasy he’d carried since that day in the woods, the real reason for returning to his house was far more practical. He’d only anticipated a stirring good-night kiss or two at the end of the evening, nothing that would require the kin...
Lusinda hurried up the stairs so as to avoid awkward moments with Locke. She had left some of her clothes in the house with the intent to send for them later, but as she had returned, she could avail herself of her remaining wardrobe. Perhaps she knew in her heart that she would return, she thoug...
SARAH SLID INTO HER SEAT AT THE RAKE Patrol meeting, her eyes filled with sad portent. “Who’s back?” Faith asked. “Ashton?” Edwina whispered, interpreting Sarah’s sympathetic gaze. Dread filled her. She’d hoped never to experience this moment. When ...
YOUR eyes will be all puffy for the ceremony.” Fran sat in front of her boudoir mirror while Mary twisted her hair in elegant ropes and braids, all to be hidden beneath a veil of fine French lace anchored with orange blossoms. “I don’t care. Let my eyes be red and puffy. I should be marrying Rand...
Even the process of choosing fresh fragrant petals failed to divert her mind from the meeting in Lord Henderson’s office. In retrospect, she probably shouldn’t have baited Mr. Rafferty like that. Challenging him to find her brother’s town house might encourage him to uncover yet more information ...