Grace took a glass of wine from a servant who passed by. She surveyed the room, a small smile lighting her face when she observed her sister and the two gentlemen in the corner. Nicholas frowned. Such a reaction was not what he expected, nor was Grace’s gesture of slightly Read more…
Miranda glanced between the pair. This was not exactly how she thought this conversation would be leading. Perhaps, if she could just get the marquis alone for a moment, she might still be able to get him to offer for her. Surely he would be swept away by her beauty Read more…
“It is not that Adrian disapproves of the man so much as he does not approve of the lengths I have gone to attempt to explain the situation to Nicholas. My brother feels that if the gentleman will not take the time to listen to my explanation, then he does Read more…
Grace watched the marquis in mild fascination, having never been on the receiving end of such a seduction, for lack of a better word. He seemed to be waiting for her response, but Grace could not find a reply. “The next step in this particular dance, Lady de Courtenay, is Read more…
Grace sat at the dining room table across from her sister who was glaring at her with furious eyes. If the table were any narrower, Grace was positive that her shins would be bruised from Miranda kicking them to show her displeasure. It was hardly her fault that Grace was Read more…
Moriah linked arms with Grace, ushering her down the stairs. Upon seeing their fast descent, the butler quickened his stride to open the door. They practically ran toward Moriah’s carriage as the footman offered his hand to assist them. “What I have planned for us tonight is not something that Read more…
