A Nobleman's Guide to Seducing a Scoundrel (The Doomsday Books, #2)

by K.J. Charles

“What colours do you like?” “God, I don’t know. Red.” The room was north-facing, with its windows set in deep bays, and the wood panelling meant it was dark even at close to noon. “I’d recommend golds and greens.” “I’m sure I just said red. My mouth moved, and I distinctly heard sounds emerge.”

Once you set yourself to something, you don’t think about the consequences, you don’t see anything but your goal.

All right, I’ll tell you what I reckon Granda would say.” “What?” “He’d say, do you need to apologise?” “Of course I do. I told you, I can’t.” “You can’t apologise? Or you don’t think he’ll forgive you if you do?” “He won’t.” “Maybe not,” Joss said. “But the question wasn’t, can you get away with this? It was, do you need to apologise?”

“If you kick a dog hard enough and often enough, it will stick to your heels and bite your enemies,”

“He means, I’m scared you don’t care, so I’m not giving you a chance to prove it,” Emily said. “He’s that way, Luke. Aunt Sybil says he’s hard to love but it’s not true. What’s hard is making him see it when you do, because he’s already decided you don’t.”