A Lady of Expectations and Other Stories: The Secrets of a Courtesan\How to Woo a Spinster (Jackson Hole, Wyoming)
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A Lady of Expectations
Jack Lester seeks the perfect bride—one who is attractive and kind, but who also loves him in spite of his wealth. Which is why he keeps this trifling detail hidden. But when Sophie Winterton enters his life, believing he must marry into wealth to run his family's estate, how will he convince her that she is the woman he desires—and that he can be the husband she deserves?
Secrets of a Courtesan
Eve Nightingale thought she had put her past as mistress to the Duke of Welburn behind her. But when the handsome duke strolls into her small village, she finds it hard to keep her secrets concealed…and to keep her heart from stirring for him once again.
How to Woo a Spinster
Still unmarried at twenty-eight, Lady Emmaline Daughtry has resigned herself to spinsterhood. Then Captain John Alistair arrives at her door—the very image of the perfect lover of her most private dreams. But can a man with a secret and a woman who's never known love find happiness together?
banished such foolish thoughts and reached for the next garment to be mended. Doubtless, Jack Lester had been born a rake. CHAPTER THREE FATE WAS DEFINITELY SMILING UPON HIM. Tooling his curricle along the lane to the village, Jack squinted against the glare of the brittlely bright morning sunshine, his gaze locked on the group slowly making its way down the lane on the other side of the narrow valley, also bound for the village. A female figure in a familiar cherry-red pelisse was walking a
that to me. I’m sure I can find someone suitable.” Horatio grunted. “Wonder if Lester brought that hunter of his up to town?” Lucilla grinned but said nothing. Finishing her cocoa, she laid her cup and saucer on the bedside table and snuggled down beneath the covers. Smiling, she reached out to pat her husband’s hand. “I’m really quite in awe of your far-sightedness, dear. So clever of you to help the Lesters to their fortune. Now there’s no impediment at all to concern you, and you may give
blearily up at his companion. “A hard night followed by an ungodly early start may have taken its toll on my wits,” his lordship mused. “But stap me if I can see why.” Captain Terrence Gurnard’s lips lifted in a sneer. “Tarnished his image, that’s why. The Webbs are a deal too downy to let their chick fly too close to his snare. But obviously the cousin has enough of the ready to satisfy Lester.” “Odd.” His lordship frowned. “Thought she had nothing more than the usual. You know what I
consciously steeling herself, she drew back, forcing herself to hold his gaze. “I’m afraid you don’t understand, Jack. I’ve never been wealthy in my life—I came to London determined to marry well.” The lie came out so easily. Her eyes falling from his, Sophie searched for more words to shore it up. “I know I didn’t say so, but I thought you understood. Nothing…” She paused to make sure her voice would not waver. “Nothing I’ve seen in London has changed my mind; I require that my preferred suitor
you, you will withdraw and allow me some peace.” “Yes, of course, my dear.” “Pray accept our apologies, Miss Winterton.” Both the marquess and Mr. Chartwell were more than prepared to retreat. Phillip Marston was harder to rout. “Miss Winterton,” he said, his usual frown gathering, “I cannot reconcile it with my conscience to leave you thus unguarded.” “Unguarded?” Sophie barely restrained her temper. “Sir, you are suffering from delusions. There is no danger to me here, in my great-aunt’s