Unmasked by the Marquess (Regency Imposters #1)

by Cat Sebastian

The years had been reprehensibly kind to Portia Allenby,

Selby’s laugh was like the sound of champagne being uncorked, startlingly sudden and bright, the sort of sound that made everyone in the room turn around and take notice.

“First of all, you do not know where those gloves have been—” “Of course I do. They’ve been on my hands. My hands don’t go capering about town without me. That’s what wrists are for.”

“I’m so sorry to see you grieve, Pembroke, but I don’t mind saying that I’m relieved to know that you’re capable of it.”