The Rogue Not Taken (Scandal & Scoundrel, #1)

by Sarah MacLean

“You were shot on the Great North Road while wearing stolen livery—” “How many times must I tell you that I paid for that livery?” “Fine. You were shot on the Great North Road while wearing purchased livery from a stolen footman, after stowing away in an unmarried gentleman’s carriage.” “Gentleman is a stretch, don’t you think?”

For, if there was anything in the world King enjoyed, it was kissing. He adored the privacy of it. The magnificent way it tested and teased and tempted and ultimately told, foreshadowing a greater, more intense act.

She didn’t want to discuss her beauty or lack thereof. No plain woman wanted to, especially not with a man who was so very handsome.

“Happiness. That’s what books smell like. Happiness. That’s why I always wanted to have a bookshop. What better life than to trade in happiness?”