By Mary Balogh
Born a commoner, Hannah Reid has been Duchess of Dunbarton seeing that she was once nineteen years previous. Now her husband is useless and, extra appealing than ever at thirty, Hannah has her freedom finally. To the surprise of a traditional buddy, she pronounces her purpose to take a lover--and not only any lover, however the most deadly and scrumptious guy in all of upper-class England: Constantine Huxtable. Constantine's illegitimacy has denied him the identify of earl, so now he denies himself not anything. Rumored to be dwelling the straightforward lifetime of a sensualist on his nation property, he consistently chooses fresh widows for his short-lived affairs. Hannah will healthy the invoice properly. yet as soon as those passionate and scandalous figures locate one another, they observe that it isn't really easy to extricate oneself from the fires of desire--without getting singed.
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She hoped the viscount didn't think she was actually criticizing Lady Bridgerton. As far as she was concerned, there was no greater lady in England. "My mother always means well," Anthony said with an indulgent smile. "But maybe you're right. Perhaps he should get away. Colin does enjoy travel. " Penelope murmured politely, as if she didn't know perfectly well that he'd been in Wales. "Here we are," he said as he nodded his reply. " "Yes. " Penelope watched as he left, then she went inside and cried.
Eloise asked in disbelief. " "Colin? " Eloise exploded with laughter. " Eloise chuckled. " Eloise laughed. "Cheer up, friend. " Penelope looked down at her morning dress, which was, if she did say so herself, a rather flattering shade of blue. "She stopped choosing my clothing once she finally realized I was officially on the shelf. A girl with no marriage prospects isn't worth the time and energy it takes her to offer fashion advice. She hasn't accompanied me to the modiste in over a year! " Eloise smiled at her friend, whose complexion turned the loveliest peaches and cream whenever she wore cooler hues.
But Penelope was still unmarried—didn't that count for anything? Was it so much to wish that her mother thought of her with the same pride she felt for her other three daughters? Penelope knew that Colin wasn't going to choose her as his bride, but shouldn't a mother be at least a little bit blind to her children's faults? It was obvious to Penelope that neither Prudence, Philippa, nor even Felicity had ever had a chance with a Bridgerton. Why did her mother seem to think their charms so exceeded Penelope's?
A Secret Affair (Huxtable Quintet, Book 5) by Mary Balogh