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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... glanced at the clock ticking against the far wall. Her aunt did expect her this morning, and if she didn't arrive soon, someone would send word to Victor that she was missing a West Sussex Wives' Political Tea—an absurdly self-important ...
... glanced down the roadway. The Ruddick family coach turned the corner and passed out of sight. She'd hesitated to leave, then, even after he'd sent her on her way. Hm. Attractive as she was, suggesting that she join him in bed had only ...
... glancing over her head at the half-open door. “You didn't say that the other night,” the viscountess purred, continuing her caress. “That was before I discovered you'd told your husband about our little amusements. I warned you once, I ...
... glanced over his shoulder, seeing a dark-haired savior approaching. “Now, if you don't mind, my partner for the quadrille is waiting.” Victor swung his head around. “Dare.” Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, nodded back at him, his solemn ...
... glanced at the housekeeper. “What the devil is your name, anyway?” “Mrs. Natham,” the housekeeper answered. From her tone, it wasn't the first time she'd supplied him with the information. “Thank you,” Evie said, offering the woman a ...
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 |