What do you think?
Rate this book


310 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 5, 2014
How could he blame her for a bit of ambition? For wanting to marry well and live comfortably? He’d never resented husband-hunting debutantes or their scheming mamas. If he were a woman, he’d want to marry the heir to a dukedom, too.
Bexley broke away again, breathing more heavily now. “Leave, Caro. You should leave.”
“Untie my laces.”
“I’m sending you away in the morning. Nothing’s changed.” He reached around and picked the knot at the small of her back, his fingers clumsy on the strings. “I won’t marry you.”
“Yes, you will.” Caro cradled Bexley’s cheeks between her hands, drawing his eyes up. She ought to keep quiet. If she wanted her gamble to pay off, she needed him to spring the trap. Once he took her virginity, he’d have to marry her. But she couldn’t let him continue without warning him. “Your conscience won’t let you.”
He froze in the middle of ruffling up her skirts. “You’re wrong.”
“You’re a good man, Lord Bexley. And I’m a virgin.”
“I wish you weren’t kind.” He bent his forehead to hers, mingled their breaths. “Go home. You don’t need to do this.”
“Put me down and stand up. I’ll follow right behind.”
“I don’t want to.”
Adam’s lip curled. “I’ve seen the falseness in you from the beginning. How hard you work to please and flatter. I can’t stand it.”
Caro ducked her head.
“But I thought I’d glimpsed the real woman beneath the pretense,” he continued. “I thought you’d let me in on a secret—”
“I did,” Caro whispered.
“And I felt clever,” he finished. “Special.”
“You are.”
“I let you fool me, I bloody helped you do it—wrapped myself up in a bow for you, didn’t I? I was drunk and distraught and I fell right into your hands.”
“Why are you so eager to hate me?” Caro thumped her chest. “It’s hard for me, too. But I’m here—”
“You did this,” Adam interrupted. “You stole the choice from me.”
“Did I?” Caro tossed her head, blood thrumming in her ears. “Then why was it so easy?”