London's Perfect Scoundrel: Lessons in LoveHarper Collins, 2009 M10 13 - 384 pages A determined young lady vows to give one of London's infamous rakes his comeuppance -- but when the rogue turns the tables, who truly learns a lesson in love? Beloved SinnerThe ton gossips call him "Saint" -- but the Marquisof St. Aubyn has well earned his reputation as London's perfect scoundrel. Evelyn Ruddick knows she should avoid him at all costs -- but the strikingly beautiful lady wants to aid the children of the Heart of Hope Orphanage, and he heads the board of trustees. Evie is determined to teachthe charming, arrogant man a lesson in compassion, but it won't be so easy -- especially since his touch is setting her desire aflame, making Evie yearn to submit to his passionate instruction ... The idea of joining in her "project" is unthinkable, but this enchantress refuses to give up! So what else is there for a self-respecting rake to do but seduce the lady? Yet soon it is he who is beingseduced by Evie's tender heart and fiery blushes. Could the temptation of long, passionate nights in her arms bring about the impossible? Could the disreputable Saint at long last be reformed? |
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... eyes to her. “Saint, it seems we have company,” she tittered, her voice a breathless giggle. The form leaning over Lady Gladstone's shoulder straightened to his full height, and startling green eyes set in a face of dark, lean ...
... eyes protruding even more than usual, Lord Gladstone huffed toward them, planting his feet squarely in front of his wife. “Where is that scoundrel?” The viscountess straightened, though it seemed a bit late for her to attempt innocence ...
... eye-closing, however, she'd glimpsed the children in the windows, looking out at the street. Looking out at her. And so a week ago, toting a satchel of candy and a hefty helping of good intentions, she had finally asked Phillip to stop ...
... eyes stopped the retort she'd been about to make. Evelyn had seen cynicism before; in her circle its practice was so common it was nearly an affectation. In those light eyes, though, in that lean handsome face with its high cheekbones ...
... eyes. “Not to my knowledge. You were supposed to leave.” “I wasn't ready to go.” He tilted his head, brief surprise touching his gaze. Undoubtedly few people stood up to him. If he hadn't been so rude earlier, Evie wasn't certain she ...
Contents
Section 14 | 165 |
Section 15 | 187 |
Section 16 | 206 |
Section 17 | 221 |
Section 18 | 237 |
Section 19 | 249 |
Section 20 | 265 |
Section 21 | 286 |
Section 9 | 97 |
Section 10 | 112 |
Section 11 | 132 |
Section 12 | 141 |
Section 13 | 151 |
Section 22 | 305 |
Section 23 | 316 |
Section 24 | 333 |
Section 25 | 355 |