An Improper Proposal (Improper Agreements #4)

by Audra Wells

Her gaze snapped to him, and she pinched her lips. “I do not wear a mask.” Like hell she didn’t. “Your quips are a sort of armor, Louisa. A way of hiding what you really feel. I plan to peel every layer back until I find what’s beneath. You can keep laying them down, but the more you do, the harder I will try.”

My life is still happy, Louisa. Because I let love conquer the darkness.”