One Night in London: The Truth About the Duke

One Night in London: The Truth About the Duke

by Caroline Linden

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“Linden touches every emotion.”
—Julia Quinn

With One Night in London, the sensational Caroline Linden kicks off a wonderful new historical romance series about three brothers trying to protect their good names and their fortunes while finding true love. Readers of Elizabeth Boyle and Liz Carlyle will not be able to resist this tantalizing tale that has the middle son of a recently deceased English duke hoping to avoid scandal and ruin as he searches for the young wife his late father never divorced…and encounters instead a desperate beauty who needs his help to rescue an endangered child. Caroline Linden is a master of romantic adventure—as the RITA Award-nominated author has already proven with You Only Love Once, For Your Arms Only, and A View to a Kiss—and her ever-growing legion of fans will never forget this thrilling and sensuous One Night in London.

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ISBN-13: 9780062096418
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 08/30/2011
Sold by: HARPERCOLLINS
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 86,175
File size: 1 MB

About the Author

Caroline Linden knew from an early age she was a reader, not a writer. She earned a math degree from Harvard University and wrote computer code before turning to fiction. Her books have won the Daphne du Maurier Award, the NJRW Golden Leaf Award, and RWA’s RITA® Award, and have been translated into seventeen languages around the world. She lives in New England with her family. Find her online at www.CarolineLinden.com.

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One Night in London

The Truth About the Duke
By Caroline Linden

Avon

Copyright © 2011 Caroline Linden
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780062025326


Chapter One

he Duke of Durham was dying.
It wasn't spoken of openly, but everyone knew.
With quiet steps and whispered instructions the servants
were already preparing for the mourning. The solicitor
had been sent for. Letters had been urgently dispatched
to the duke's sons, one in the army and one in London,
summoning them home. Durham himself knew his
death was nigh, and until a sudden attack of heart pains
the previous evening, he had been approving the funeral
arrangements personally.
Edward de Lacey watched his father doze, the gaunt,
stooped figure propped up on pillows in the bed as he
struggled to breathe. The doctor had assured him there
was no hope, and that the end was swiftly approaching.
Edward would be very sorry to lose his father, but there
was no question that the duke's time on earth was spent.
Durham stirred. "Charles?" he said faintly. "Is that
you?"
Edward moved forward. "No, sir," he said quietly.
"Not yet."
"I must . . . speak . . . to Charles," his father gasped.
"Need.  .  . to—" He raised one hand and clutched
weakly at Edward's sleeve. "Get Charles . . . you must."
"He's on his way," promised Edward, although he
wasn't sure of any such thing. He'd filled the letter to his
brother with the direst language possible, but that could
only have any effect after the letter found its way into
Charlie's hands, and even then he might be too drunk
to understand that he must come home immediately, let
alone actually make the journey. Edward clasped his
father's hand between his own and expressed his hope,
rather than his expectation. "He will surely be here at
any moment."
"I have to tell him . . ." Durham mumbled fretfully.
"All of you . . ."
Edward waited, but his father just closed his eyes,
looking anguished. Unwillingly, Edward felt a flicker
of petty annoyance; always Charlie, the firstborn, even
though he was the son who was always there when the
duke wanted him. He shoved it aside. It was unworthy to
think such a thought as his father sank closer and closer
to mortality. "Tell me, sir," he whispered. "I will tell
Charlie in the event . . ." In the event he doesn't arrive in
time. "I will make sure he knows as soon as he arrives,
if you should be asleep then."
"Yes . . ." came the duke's soft, slurred voice. "Sleep.
Soon. But not . . . without . . . telling Charles . . ." He
sighed, and went so still Edward feared the worst for a
moment, until the faint rise of his father's chest proved
him still alive.
In the utter quiet of the room a distant drumming
sounded. Hooves pounding hard up the gravel drive,
Edward realized, at the same moment his father bolted
upright in bed. "Charles," croaked the duke, his face
ashen. "Charles—is it he, Edward?"
Edward rushed to the window in time to see the rider's
scarlet coat before he flashed out of sight beneath
the portico in front of the house. "It's Gerard, Father."
"Ah," said Durham, slumping once more into his pillows.
"A good boy, Gerard."
Edward smiled wryly at his father's masked disappointment.
He was glad his younger brother, at least,
was home. "I'll go fetch him right up."
"Do that," murmured Durham. "I will be glad to see
him. And Charles . . . Charles will be here soon?"
"At any moment," Edward said again as he slipped
through the door, then held it for the doctor to take his
place in the room. He reached the top of the stairs just
as his brother came running up.
"Am I too late?" demanded Gerard.
Edward shook his head.
Gerard exhaled and ran one hand over his head. His
dark hair was damp with sweat, and dust covered him
from head to toe. "Thank God. I've been riding all day;
probably damn near killed the poor horse." He glanced
at Edward. "Charlie?"
"No sign of him, as usual," muttered Edward as they
walked down the hall. "Father's been calling for him
for two days now."
"Well, some things never change." Gerard sighed and
pulled loose a few buttons of his coat. "I should wash."
Edward nodded. "I had all the rooms prepared. But
Gerard—hurry."
His brother paused on the threshold of his bedchamber.
"He's really dying, then?"


It did seem incredible, even to Edward. Durham had
been a vital person, every bit as robust and daring as his
sons. Since the death of the duchess over twenty years
ago, the household had been a preserve of male pursuits,
and no one pursued them harder than Durham himself.
Edward was almost eighteen before any of the brothers
could outshoot their father, and they out rode him only
when the doctor flatly ordered His Grace out of the saddle
at the age of seventy after a bad fall injured his back.
But now Durham was eighty. He was an old man,
and had been dying for the better part of a year. Gerard
just hadn't seen the decline. "Yes, he's really dying,"
he said in answer to his brother's question. "I would be
surprised if he lasts the night."
When his younger brother slipped into the sickroom
a few minutes later, Edward had already returned to
his post by the window. Durham had told him to wait
there, to announce Charlie the moment he arrived. He
wondered what his father wanted so desperately to tell
Charlie; God knew Charlie hadn't cared much for anything
the duke had to say for the last ten years or so,
and apparently still didn't. But whatever final words
Durham had for his heir, they were obviously of
tremendous importance. When the duke heard the creak of
the door at Gerard's entrance, he lurched up again and
cried out, "Charles?"
"No, Father, 'tis Gerard." Not a trace of offense or
upset marred Gerard's soft tone. He crossed to the bed
and took his father's hand. "Edward wrote me some
nonsense that you were ill," he said. "I came to thrash
some sense into him."
"But why did you not bring Charles?" whispered the
duke in anguish. "Ah, lads. I have to tell Charles . . . ask
his forgiveness . . ."
That was new. Edward abandoned his window post as
Gerard shot him a curious look. "Forgiveness, Father?"
A tear leaked from the duke's eye, tracing a glistening
path down his sunken cheek. "I must beg pardon
of you all. I didn't know . . . If only I had known, in
time . . . You, Gerard, will come out well enough—you
always do—and Edward will have Lady Louisa . . . But
Charles—Charles will not know what to do . . ."
"What do you mean?" Edward had to admire his
brother's calm, even tone. The duke's demeanor was
raising the hair on the back of his neck.
"Edward . . ." Durham reached feebly for him, and
Edward stepped forward. He knelt beside the bed, leaning
closer to hear the duke's quavering voice. "I know
you would forgive me, and even know what to do . . .
Forgive me, I should have told you earlier . . . before it
was too late . . ."
"Told me what, Father? What is too late?" Edward
fought down a surge of apprehension. Behind his back,
Gerard hissed quietly at the doctor to leave.
"Tell Charles . . ." rasped the duke. An ominous rattle
echoed in his breath. "Tell Charles . . . I am sorry."
"You will tell him yourself when he arrives," Edward
said. Gerard crossed the room in two strides, but shook
his head as he gazed out the window facing the road
from London. Edward turned back to his father. "Rest
yourself, sir."
"Rest!" Durham coughed, his entire body convulsing.
"Not until you grant me forgiveness . . ." His blue
eyes were almost wild as he stared at Edward.
"I—" Edward stared. "Yes. Whatever it is, Father, I
forgive you."
"Gerard!" cried the duke.
"You know I will forgive you, sir." Gerard had come
back to the bed. "But for what sin?" Even he couldn't
joke now. "I tried . . ." The duke's voice faded. "The
solicitor .  .  . will tell .  .  . Sorry.  .  ." Durham never
spoke with any clarity again. He slipped in and out of
consciousness the rest of the day and into the evening,
and finally breathed his last in the darkest hour of the
night. Edward slumped in the chair next to the bed and
listened to the silence when the tortured breathing
finally stopped. Gerard had been sitting with him until a
few hours ago, when he finally went to bed, exhausted
from his hard ride. The doctor had long since dozed
off, and Edward saw no reason to wake him, either.
Durham had lived a long and full life, and suffered the
last several months of it in pain. It was a kindness that
he was at peace now.
Slowly, he levered himself upright in the chair and
leaned forward to take his father's hand. It was still
warm; it felt just as it had for the last year or so, when
the wasting illness had taken hold of the duke and shriveled
his flesh. But there was no strength in it, and never
would be again. "Fare thee well, Father," he said quietly,
and laid the limp hand back on his father's chest.
The duke's solicitor, Mr. Pierce, arrived the following
day. He had handled the Durham affairs for twenty
years, as his father and grandfather had done before
him. Edward was waiting in the front hall when his
carriage pulled up to the steps.
"I see I should begin with condolences," Pierce said,
glancing at the black crepe already on the door. "I am
very sorry for your loss, my lord."
"Thank you." Edward bowed his head.
"His Grace sent full instructions, as always. I was
delayed a day, gathering everything he wished me to
provide you." Pierce paused. "I will be available as soon
as you are ready."
"My brother, Lord Gresham, is not yet here. Captain
de Lacey and I are in no hurry to proceed without him."
Pierce nodded. "As you wish, sir."
"There is just one thing." Edward raised one hand.
"My father was quite agitated near the end, begging us
to forgive him, but he wouldn't say for what sin. He said
you would explain."
Pierce looked startled. "He didn't—he didn't tell
you?"
"Tell us what?" Gerard was coming down the stairs,
buttoning his scarlet jacket.
"Welcome home, Captain. My deepest sympathies,"
said the solicitor with a quick bow.
"Thank you, Mr. Pierce." Gerard turned to Edward.
"The mysterious sin?" Edward nodded once, and Gerard
fixed his penetrating gaze on Mr. Pierce again. "Do you
know what Durham meant by that?" he asked in his
usual direct way.
Mr. Pierce's eyes darted between the two of them.
"Yes," he said. "I believe I do. I have a letter, as well
as many other documents from His Grace, which will
explain everything—as much as can be explained. But I
think we should await Lord Gresham so that you might
hear it, and the contents of His Grace's will, together."
"God only knows when Gresham will find his way
out to Sussex," said Gerard. "My brother and I would
like to know now."
"Yes," Edward said when the solicitor shot him a
questioning look. He and Gerard had been unable to
guess what Durham meant, and it was bothering Gerard
as much as it was him. Over breakfast they agreed that
since Durham had pushed the task onto the solicitor, it
was undoubtedly some matter of inheritance. Perhaps
their father had imposed some onerous conditions in
his will or made some unexpected bequests—but that,
of all things, was something completely in Durham's
power to change, and had no need of forgiveness. They
were both at a complete loss, and very impatient to
know the answer.
Mr. Pierce drew in a deep breath. "His Grace wished
you to hear it at once—all three of you, since it affects
you all."
"Now, Mr. Pierce," snapped Gerard.
"If you please," Edward added more politely. "On
this we do not wish to wait."
"Your father—"
"Is dead," said Edward. "I believe you are in my
brother's employ now—at the moment."
Everyone knew Edward ran Durham, right down to
which flowers were planted in the gardens. Everyone
knew Charles, the new duke, wouldn't give a damn
which solicitor handled his affairs. If Edward wanted
to sack Pierce, Charles wouldn't lift a finger in protest.
And Mr. Pierce knew just how profitable it was
to handle Durham's legal affairs. He hesitated only a
moment, glancing from Edward to Gerard and back.
"The trouble is," the solicitor began in a lowered
voice, "it is not a well-defined problem; it stems from
events many, many years ago, and unwinding the knot
after so long has proven very difficult."
"What knot?" growled Gerard.
"There is a chance," said Mr. Pierce, as though
choosing each word with care, "a very small, remote
possibility, although it is impossible to ignore, that . . ."
"What?" prompted Edward sharply when the man
hesitated again. This was doing nothing to ease his bad
feeling about anything.
"That you—all of you, I mean—may . . . not be . . .
able to receive your . . . full inheritances."
"What?"
"Explain." Edward held up one hand to quell Gerald's
outburst. "Why not?"
Mr. Pierce winced at his cold tone. "His Grace was
married before he wed your late mother, the duchess,"
he said, almost whispering. "Long ago." He paused. "He
and the young lady both decided the marriage had been
a rash, youthful mistake and they parted ways." Another
pause. "But . . . there was no divorce."
He didn't need to say more. The implications came
at Edward in a blinding rush. He looked at his brother,
whose expression reflected his own dawning horror.
Holy God. If Durham had been married . . . If his first
wife had still survived when he married again . . . when
he married their mother . . .
The solicitor was still speaking. "Unfortunately,
recent letters received by the duke made clear this marriage
was not as forgotten as His Grace had believed,
and implied the woman might still be alive. His Grace
expended a great deal of effort and expense trying to
locate her—"
"Are you saying," said Gerard in an ominous voice,
"our father was a bigamist?"
A fine flush of perspiration broke out on Mr. Pierce's
forehead. "That has not been proved."
"But it is a distinct possibility." Gerard stabbed one
finger at the man. "And you didn't tell us!"
"I was expressly ordered not to, sir!"

(Continues...)



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One Night in London 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 41 reviews.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Affluent widow Francesca Gordon desperately needs to gain custody of her orphaned niece Georgina from her wicked stepmother. She goes to hire the most highly regarded solicitor, but is too late as the Lord Edward de Lacey has retained the man to defend the inheritance of him and his brothers as a rumor spreads that they may not be the legitimate heirs. Thus Francesca and Edward meet at the solicitor's office. She offers the aristocrat a deal he accepts. She will counter the gossip in exchange for his support of her effort to legally raise Georgina. As they work together, they fall in love though she is passionate heat and he is cool logic. Starting with the fresh first encounter, the lead couple makes One Night In London an enjoyable historical reading experience. Fast-paced throughout although the two legal cases never quite sustain their early momentum, fans will enjoy the lead couple as each feels their issue takes precedent over the other's so that love may not be enough to cement their relationship once the legal matters are done. With two brothers to follow to the delight of Regency fans, Caroline Linden provides an engaging nineteenth century legal romance. Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You will love Francesca & Edward! Good writing & delicious romance!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Truly enjoyed reading this novel and agree with the other reviews written heretofore. I was most impressed with the unexpected, good natured and intelligent outcome the characters eventually brought to solving their problems without depending on the legal system. Edward and Francesca were very interesting and different in the values they learned to appreciate in spite of what the "ton" thought of them. Looking forward to reading the next in the series and revisiting Ned and Franny! LORRAINE
DebR97 More than 1 year ago
This eBook is courtesy of NetGalley and Harper Collins/Avon. This is the first in "The Truth About A Duke" trilogy.This is the trilogy of three brothers,"Edward the logical, responsible brother; Gerard the independent man of action; and Charlie the enigma", who find out on their father's death bed,he had a major secret that could destroy their inheritance and their lives. A bargain that was all business . . . and pure passion. Neither wealth nor beauty will help Lady Francesca Gordon win custody of her young niece Georgina, saving the girl from a cruel stepmother; she needs London's top solicitor for that. But when Edward de Lacey, son of the powerful Duke of Durham, hires away the one man who can do the job, Francesca decides Edward himself must champion her case . . . if only she can melt the dashing lord's stony heart. Edward has reason to be guarded, though. London's tabloids have just exposed a secret that could ruin his entire family. When Francesca offers a unique chance to undo the damage, Edward is forced to agree to a partnership . . . and now, each moment together feeds the flames of his scandalous longing for the passionate widow. But when Georgina disappears, fate will test them both . . . and leave their love hanging in the balance. This is the first book by Caroline Linden I have read, but it won't be my last! I loved it! The writing drew me in and kept me turning pages until the very end. I really warmed to the characters. Francesca was daring and sassy, but she also brought out Edward's sensual and warm side that had been hiding since the very beginning. They were a great pair that I very much enjoyed getting to know as the story went on. Edward was a different person when he was around Francesca, their personalities complemented each other very well. I will be looking forward to the next book in this series because this one definitely leaves you wondering!!
kasey007 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
What would you do if you found out on your father's deathbed that when he was young he was married, and not only married but never divorced before he married your mother? That's what happens to Edward de Lacey and his brothers. They all may be illegimate. Charles, the oldest & heir, may not be the new Duke of Durham; but that currently doesn't seem to matter to the carefree playboy. And Gerad, the youngest on leave from his post in the military, wants to pound someone. It is left to Edward, the middle son, to be more practical. The rock of the family goes and hires the best solicitor in town to protect their interests. They would like to avoid scandal and ruin, as well as keep both their good names and fortunes. Thus begins One Night in London: The Truth about the Duke, Caroline Linden's new historical romance series.Edward isn't the only one in town looking for a top solicitor. Lady Francesca Gordon wants to win custody of her young niece Georgina from an "evil" stepmother and needs London's best lawyer for that. She gets him to take her case until Edward de Lacey, son of the powerful Duke of Durham, hires him away. Francesca is so incensed that she goes to Edward's house to convince him to help her since he took her only hope of getting her niece. She does this by offering to help with the London tabloids which have got hold of the possible illegitimacy.Turns out Edward should have listened to his brothers and not told his fiance about his father's secret. Not only did his fiance drop him (her family needs money now), but the tabloids have reported his family's possible inheritance problems. The widow Francesca proposes a partnership: she will help him with his gossip problem and he will help her find a lawyer for her custody case. As they spend more together they grow closer. But can they afford it? Francesca needs to find and save her niece, while Edward needs to concentrate on the Durham legacy. It's easy for the reader to see that the passionate Francesca and the reserved Edward belong together. It is wonderful to watch their love story unfold as they realize it too.Although the mystery of the Durham legacy probably won't be resolved until Charlie's story, we do get to experience the wonderfully entertaining and passionate love story of Edward and Francesca. The end gives us a glimpse into Gerard's story, the next book in the series, Blame it on Bath.
tarenn on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
ONE NIGHT IN LONDON:THE TRUTH ABOUT ABOUT A DUKE by Caroline Linden is an exciting historical romance set in Regency London. This is the first in ¿The Truth About A Duke¿ trilogy.This is the trilogy of three brothers,¿Edward the logical, responsible brother; Gerard the independent man of action; and Charlie the enigma¿, who find out on their father¿s death bed,he had a major secret that could destroy their inheritance and their lives.This is an exciting story one¿s need to find her niece and another¿s need to find his father¿s secrets. When widow Lady Francesca Gordonwin meets Edward de Lacey the son of the Duke of Durham,whe finds more that she bargains for. Not only is Edward but he is handsome,sexy,arrogrant,and determined. Lady Francesca needs Edward to help her find her niece,who is missing.Together,they set out to find her niece,Georgina,and find his dying father¿s secret.This story has romance,passion,banter between the hero and heroine,sweet sensuality,suspense,intrigue and of course family. A must read for all historical romance readers.It is a fast paced story with a few twists and turns. Received for review from Net Galley and the publisher. Details can be found at Avon,an imprint of Harper Collins Publishing and My Book Addiction and More.
debr56 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This eBook is courtesy of NetGalley and Harper Collins/Avon.This is the first in ¿The Truth About A Duke¿ trilogy.This is the trilogy of three brothers,¿Edward the logical, responsible brother; Gerard the independent man of action; and Charlie the enigma¿, who find out on their father¿s death bed,he had a major secret that could destroy their inheritance and their lives.A bargain that was all business . . . and pure passion. Neither wealth nor beauty will help Lady Francesca Gordon win custody of her young niece Georgina, saving the girl from a cruel stepmother; she needs London¿s top solicitor for that. But when Edward de Lacey, son of the powerful Duke of Durham, hires away the one man who can do the job, Francesca decides Edward himself must champion her case . . . if only she can melt the dashing lord¿s stony heart. Edward has reason to be guarded, though. London¿s tabloids have just exposed a secret that could ruin his entire family. When Francesca offers a unique chance to undo the damage, Edward is forced to agree to a partnership . . . and now, each moment together feeds the flames of his scandalous longing for the passionate widow. But when Georgina disappears, fate will test them both . . . and leave their love hanging in the balance.This is the first book by Caroline Linden I have read, but it won't be my last! I loved it! The writing drew me in and kept me turning pages until the very end. I really warmed to the characters. Francesca was daring and sassy, but she also brought out Edward's sensual and warm side that had been hiding since the very beginning. They were a great pair that I very much enjoyed getting to know as the story went on. Edward was a different person when he was around Francesca, their personalities complemented each other very well. I will be looking forward to the next book in this series because this one definitely leaves you wondering!!
whitreidtan on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Publishers really like trilogies. If a reader is hooked by the first book, they are all but guaranteed to go on to books two and three, a winning scenario for the publisher and the author. I freely admit I enjoy books in series but I have the odd stipulation that I want them to be complete in and of themselves. I don't want to be compelled to go on to have closure in a story, although I fully intend to keep reading if I enjoy the first book enough. Romances not only lend themselves nicely to giving me the happy ending I sometimes require, but they also tend to have series where each story is complete within a larger framework. While this historical romance by Linden is the first in a series and tells the love story of Edward, the pragmatic middle son of the Duke of Durham and the widowed Lady Francesca Gordon, it has a larger tale to it that doesn't conclude within its pages, leaving the reader with a cliffhanger which ostensibly won't be tied up until the third book. This makes me crabby and it is no exception here but I will forgive it because I enjoyed the love story enough to keep me willing to read the second installment.The Duke of Durham is on his deathbed as the novel opens and he is terribly agitated, needing to tell his heir something incredibly important. But his heir is a rake and a bit of a gadfly and it falls to pragmatic, clinical, middle brother Edward to find out what is so bothering their father. What he learns, that his father was married before he married their mother and was never officially divorced, could not only ruin the de Lacey brothers in society but strip them of their inheritance and legitimacy. And so Edward hires the best soliciter money can buy to help come up with a legal defense and protect their interests in case it becomes necessary.But Edward's hiring of this legal top gun means that Lady Francesca Gordon, who had all but secured the man's services herself, will have to find someone else to help her win custody of her orphaned niece. She's so furious with Edward de Lacey that she vows she will force him to help her himself. And so starts their association with each other. Edward, as an honorable man, cannot turn the lady down, especially when he sees how heartfelt she is in her desire and love for this little girl and her fear for the child when Georgina's stepmother disappears with her. It doesn't hurt that she also holds the power to make the tabloid writer who printed the news about the possible loss of the de Lacey's inheritance retract or at least soften his story.As Edward and Francesca work together to find Georgina and to come up with the best possible case to grant the impetuous Francesca custody, they find they are incredibly attracted to each other. Their chemistry is quite believable and grows organically rather than being forced simply to fit the story's need. This is very much a story of opposites attracting, each lending balance to the other until a misunderstanding rooted in their very different personalities could drive them apart.The question of the de Lacey brothers' legitimacy is completely unresolved here and doesn't promise to be resolved in the next book: youngest son, the hotheaded Gerard's story either. While the novel ends with the ending romance readers expect and require, other sub-plot threads are resolved in completely unexpected and yet wholly appropriate ways. The other two de Lacey brothers are intriguing, which bodes well as they both have their own novels following this one. And the other secondary characters are mostly appealing and make worthwhile additions to the story. Historical romance readers will be quite satisfied with this start to Linden's trilogy.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is well written. Francesca and Eward are believable, sizzling and fun to read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Really enjoyable read. I was pleased with the way everything came out and I can't wait to read the next book in the trilogy.
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Can't wait to read the other two
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LadyScarlet More than 1 year ago
An extra star for the hot, slightly naughty cover! It takes awhile for the hero and heroine to even kiss but once they do...Wow!...what a scene. I just love it when a hero throws them up against the wall in an empassioned embrace!
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Amiboo More than 1 year ago
I'm not normally not a big fan of romance novels but this was really good. I thought it was a little different from the norm and I appreciate it.
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Good read
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This book is well written and focuses almost exclusively on character development. Unlike many romances, the side plots do not keep the lovers apart artificially. I really liked both characters, and Edward is hot! Definitely worth reading. Blame it on Bath is next....also good, but not quite as good.
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