By Caroline Linden
"A marriage of comfort . . . or of future?
Gerard de Lacey is set to discover the fellow who's blackmailing his family members, yet along with his inheritance and standing in danger, a hasty marriage to a prosperous bride additionally turns out in order—just in case issues take a flip for the more severe. Charismatic and able, Gerard is familiar with he can win the hand of any girl he chooses. nonetheless, he's now not waiting for a wealthy widow to discover him and suggest the very factor he wishes: a wedding of comfort.
Katherine Howe's first marriage was once certainly one of dreary accountability. Now that she's being confused to marry her overdue husband's inheritor, she's determined for a more sensible choice. Gerard de Lacey, along with his sinful attractiveness, captivating demeanour, and looming scandal, suits her wishes completely. the truth that she's nursed a mystery affection for him basically makes it better—and worse. simply because Gerard will most probably marry her for her fortune—but can he love her for herself, as she loves him?
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Extra resources for Blame It on Bath (The Truth About the Duke, Book 2)
Grey this, and Mr. Grey that, and how was it possible that Annabel hadn‘t seen him at the party? Annabel had shrugged and made some sort of I can‘t imagine type of comment, but it didn‘t matter because Louisa was still nattering on about his smile and his eyes which weregray and oh wasn‘t it just the most marvelous coincidence and oh yes, everyone had noticed that he departed on the arm of a married woman! This last bit did not surprise Annabel. He‘d told her quite plainly that he‘d been cavorting with a married woman before she‘d tripped over him.
He looked so lost in his own thoughts it almost seemed rude to interrupt. And so she waited, watching him with a curious expression, knowing that if he turned to her, he would see the question in her eyes. He never did turn to her, but after a minute or so, he said, ―It‘s different in the morning. The light is flatter. Redder. It catches the mist in the air, almost as if it creeps up from underneath. Everything is new,‖ he said softly. ‖ Annabel‘s breath caught. He sounded so wistful. It made her want to remain right where she was, on the blanket beside him, until the sun started to rise on the eastern horizon.
It reminded him of the war, of all those nights with nothing over his head save for the canopy of a tree. He‘d hated those nights. It didn‘t make much sense that something that brought back memories of war would give him such contentment right now, but not much that went through his head made sense. There didn‘t seem to be much point in questioning it. He closed his eyes. The insides of his eyelids were a brownish black, not at all the same as the thick purple of the night. Darkness had so many colors.