By Mary Balogh
Unique booklet: 1993
BONUS: This variation comprises an excerpt from Mary Balogh's The mystery Mistress.
New York occasions bestselling writer Mary Balogh weaves a sensuous spell of romance that brings jointly the unlikeliest pair of fans within the unlikeliest position of all– an notorious London condominium of enjoyment.
She used to be not like any lady he’d ever met in the ton or the demimonde. yet Sir Gerald Stapleton frequented Mrs. Blyth’s euphemistically dubbed “finishing school” for natural, easy pleasure–and not anything else. So why used to be this proven bachelor so completely captivated via one lady particularly? Why did he locate himself pondering how one of these infrequent jewel of grace, attractiveness, and refinement as Priss had ended up a courtesan? And while she wanted security, why did Gerald, who’d sworn he’d by no means get involved in affairs of the guts, hasten to set her up as his personal pampered mistress to make sure her safety–and have her all to himself?
For Priscilla Wentworth, the trail resulting in Sir Gerald’s mattress were as packed with misfortune because it by surprise appeared charmed. yet Priss couldn’t enable herself to think she’d ever be extra to a guy like Sir Gerald than a well-cared-for item of enjoyment. Now, regardless of Gerald’s deep mistrust of marriage, neither scandal nor society’s censure can preserve them apart–only the phobia of trusting their hearts.
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But when Penelope was in the company of someone with whom she felt comfortable—and Colin realized that he was probably privileged to count himself among that number— she had a dry wit, a sly smile, and evidence of a very intelligent mind, indeed. He wasn't surprised that she'd never attracted any serious suitors for her hand; she wasn't a beauty by any stretch, although upon close examination she was more attractive than he'd remembered her to be. Her brown hair had a touch of red to it, highlighted nicely by the nickering candles.
First of all, no one really expected the spinsters to dance at balls, which meant that Penelope was no longer forced to hover at the edge of the dance floor, looking this way and that, pretending that she didn't really want to dance. Now she could sit off to the side with the other spinsters and chaper-ones. She still wanted to dance, of course—she rather liked dancing, and she was actually quite good at it, not that anyone ever noticed—but it was much easier to feign disinterest the farther one got from the waltzing couples.
Or maybe a snug cottage by the sea. But lately Portia had been peppering her conversations with references to her old age and how lucky she was that Penelope could care for her. Never mind that both Prudence and Philippa had married well-heeled men and possessed ample funds to see to their mother's every comfort. Or that Portia was moderately wealthy in her own right; when her family had settled money on her as a dowry, one-fourth had been set aside for her own personal account. No, when Portia talked about being "cared for," she wasn't referring to money.