When a man on a mission takes on a beautiful but unlikely ally, seduction and adventure are inevitable…
The dust of the Cabot sisters' shocking plans to rescue their family from certain ruin may have settled, but Prudence Cabot is left standing in the rubble of scandal. Now regarded as an unsuitable bride, she's tainted among the ton. Yet this unwilling wallflower is ripe for her own adventure. And when an irresistibly sexy American stranger on a desperate mission enlists her help, she simply can't deny the temptation.
The fate of Roan Matheson's family depends on how quickly he can find his runaway sister and persuade her to return to her betrothed. Scouring the rustic English countryside with the sensually wicked Prudence at his side—and in his bed—he's out of his element. But once Roan has a taste of the sizzling passion that can lead to forever, he must choose between his heart's obligations and its forbidden desires.
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Roan spoke about his family’s business again, the plans they had, the work he did for them. It occurred to Prudence what was missing from his speech was the mention of a society, a wife, plans for marriage. “You speak of you family’s legacy, and yet you haven’t mentioned marriage,” she said.
Roan said nothing. His silence was enough to make her turn her head to look at him. “You will marry, won’t you? Have your own sons?”
“Of course,” he said tightly. But his demeanor was so strange that Prudence had a sudden and horrifying thought — he was married. “Oh dear God,” she said and turned around.
“Are you…are you married?” she made herself ask, dazzled by her own stupidity.
“What? No! Of course I’m not. Do you think I would — Pru, for God’s sake.” He put his hand around her waist. “I hesitate not because I am married. But…in honesty, I have an understanding with someone. Not an understanding so much as an expectation. The truth is I hardly know her. But a marriage to her is one that will benefit the Mathesons and her family.”
Prudence felt as if she’d been punched in the gut. She found it difficult to catch her breath for a moment. “I see,” she managed to say. Lord, she was naive!
“No, you don’t see,” he said. “It’s an arrangement –”
“I had no right to ask,” she said quickly, and closed her eyes, wishing she had never opened her mouth, wishing she could live on with her fantasy of what might have been. But she had opened her mouth, and now she felt sick. “What’s her name?”
There was another hesitation at her back. At long last, he said, “Susannah.”
Susannah. She was beautiful, Prudence thought. She was in America, waiting for him. She was the woman he’d wake up to, and she…
“Pru, I shouldn’t have…”
“I asked for it,” she said sharply, cutting him off before he ruined the memory of last night completely. “It’s quite all right, Roan. It’s not as if I’d thought you’d offer to…”
God, I am ridiculous.
Julia is the recipient of the RT Bookclub Award for Best Historical Romance and a four time finalist for the prestigious RITA award for excellence in romantic fiction.
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