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Christian Montcalm was a practical man, if a destitute scoundrel, but his plan to bed and wed the delectable Miss Hetty Chipple would take care of that sticky wicket. However, there was a most intriguing obstacle to his success.
Annelise Kempton desired nothing more than to come between this despicable rogue and the fortune (and virtue) of her young charge. Certainly, Annelise understood the desperation that comes from hard times, but Montcalm would fail - she would personally see to it. All that stands in her way is a man whose rakish charm could tempt a saint to sin, or consign a confirmed spinster to sleepless nights of longing to give the devil his due.
384 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 1, 2004
”Anyone who loved me died twenty years ago."
Nothing mattered but that the one creature left on this earth who loved her unconditionally was suddenly there once more.
He tugged at his loosely tied cravat, sending it sailing. He ripped at his own buttons, opening his shirt and reaching for his breeches, when he stopped. “One last warning, love. This is no fairy-tale business, no pretty dream. It’s real. It’s dark and messy and for you, painful. In the beginning, at least. You’ll end up hating me.”
“Don’t worry about it, Christian,” she said. “I already hate you.”
Classic understatements, put-downs that sound like compliments, witty repartee, grammatically correctly spoken English; things I look forward to when reading historical romances. A heroine who isn’t classically beautiful, has a spine, and knows her weaknesses? That’s different. A dark hero who admits he’s bad and probably won’t ever be any different from the rogue he is? Well, that’s the same. Except for the parts where his actions belie his words. He does act with honor, he does attempt to do the right thing; even at a great cost to himself. Hum, methinks the gentleman doth protest too greatly.