It took me a while to get into this book. Vivien started off as a damsel in distress and then turned into a smart aleck which was a bit of a turn off. So was the part where during their first encounter, Aden was rescuing her on horseback and his erection was evident to both of them....The evil pr...
I got halfway through and I found myself continually avoiding the novel. Therefore, after making a noble effort and getting 50% of the way through, I'm stopping. Phoebe comes across as a spineless, indecisive girl with annoying Quaker stereotypes and Lucas is a bit overbearing. I did not under...
She had been avoiding him, but she could never tell him why. It took all her discipline not to quail under Sir Anthony’s penetrating gaze. Blast the man. She’d lost count of the times he’d made her feel like a blushing maiden. Strictly speaking, she was still a maiden, but she’d given up blushing...
It seemed he’d been cursing nonstop since his argument with Evie, and the stream appeared likely to continue unabated today. “Let me guess,” Alec said as he started the horses down Hereford Street. “Miss Whitney declined to wait for you and has already departed for St. Margaret’s.” “Along with he...
Leverton said as he handed her down the front steps of her grandmother’s townhouse. His handsome face was serious, but far kinder than she deserved after the debacle the other night at Lady Barrington’s ball. “I wish you’d stop being so bloody nice,” she said. “You’re making me feel worse.” His b...
All was velvet and charged silence in the darkened coach as it rolled through the deserted streets of Mayfair. Her palms grew damp with anxious awareness of the man seated opposite her, his presence filling the unbearably intimate space until she could hardly draw a breath. The marquess, though, ...
The Bath company seemed to be out in force this afternoon, hurrying to the shops or taking leisurely strolls to the Pump Room. Simon drew the crisp fall air deep into his lungs, relishing an uncommon feeling of contentment as he strode up Bond Street to the jeweler’s. Sophie was his. The very not...
The smell of hundreds of trapped animals permeated her carriage as it inched through the Smithfield Market toward the hospital entrance. The noise was deafening, the bellowing of the cattle drowning out every other sound, including the rattle of carriage wheels and the cries of the farm workers w...