By Lavinia Kent
She used to be blessed with a present of temptation. Violet, girl Carrington, possesses every little thing a lively girl may perhaps wish out of lifestyles. cash (and plenty of it). the liberty to make her personal offerings, with out husband to rule her. And a delightfully attentive younger lover, Lord Peter St. Johns, to meet her each wild whim. yet Peter wishes greater than Violet's lascivious attentions. he is determined for her heart—and her hand in marriage. but with a toss of her russet curls, Violet refuses. a guy like Peter belongs with a na?ve, blushing good looks, now not a luscious girl with a expertise for sin, and he or she may particularly die than be beholden to an individual. yet try out as she may perhaps, she can't persuade him—or herself—that their tantalizing dalliance is a trifling trifle. probably girl Carrington has ultimately met her match—a guy who will love yet no longer regulate her, a guy who can meet her wickedness with a fierce ardour of his personal . . .
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Marguerite was looking smug. “It was Felicity’s suggestion, but I do believe he seemed rather relieved at the excuse to leave. He probably did not realize that Felicity was planning on visiting a friend and her four daughters. ” Marguerite stared hard at her, and Violet could almost feel her searching for any response to that word—wife. A TALENT FOR SIN 31 Wife. Peter with a wife. She had never considered it. ” “On the contrary, it seems to have spurred her on. ” “Happy, am I? ” Wimberley strode into the room and walked straight to Marguerite.
How long are you here for? It is late in the year for there to be much happening about Town, but I can always ﬁnd a soiree or musicale. Have you had tea? I know it is still early, but . ” 36 LAVINIA KENT Violet sputtered to a stop as she watched Isabella toss her head back and release a bellow of a laugh. “I am rambling, aren’t I? ” Isabella lowered her chin and stared straight at Violet. “And I too, sister. I hadn’t been in Town an hour when I decided I must sneak out and see you. I cannot describe my disappointment when you were not at home.
Almost. It was almost. They did not touch. They did not speak. She had never been so aware of another human being, of another body. She closed her eyes, inhaling his scent, leather, sandalwood, the crispness of a lemon. Why did he always smell like home, like safety? She cast the thought aside. It did not belong in this moment. She could feel his heart beat. Even without touching she could feel the air move with each beat, each pulse. She longed to press her lips to that spot, to lick at the linen of his shirt until it dampened and she could taste his skin though it.