A Rogue of One's Own (A League of Extraordinary Women, #2)

by Evie Dunmore

“Dripping water hollows the stone—Ovid

“A hero and a pest, a man can be both.”

Her mother made a triumphant noise. She had discovered a wine bottle next to the ice chest, still half-full and recorked, and lunged for it. “Here,” she said, pouring wine into a tea mug. “You need a sip.”

Mother is redeemed in my eyes!

Love, she was learning, was needing someone even when he offered nothing but himself.

Because when a woman happened to acquire a rogue of her own, she might as well make good use of him.