My Notorious Gentleman (Inferno Club)
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Fans of Gaelen Foley’s Inferno Club books—My Dangerous Duke, My Irresistible Earl, and My Wicked Marquess—will eagerly devour My Notorious Gentleman.
Former spy and Inferno Club member Lord Trevor Montgomery is about to ace the greatest danger of all—marriage! Yes, he has every lady of the ton swooning, but he doesn’t have a jot of interest in any of them, except for shy, warm-hearted Miss Grace Kenwood—the parson’s daughter.
She could steal his heart—if he believed he still possessed one.
or run afoul of the local gentry’s pecking order. “I’m not sure how long my business here will take,” he explained in soothing tones of regret. “I brought provisions with me in the carriage, anyway. Soldier’s habit. I’ll be on my way back to London before dark,” he added earnestly. “I can feed myself, but thank you both, ladies. You’re more than kind.” “Whatever’s easiest for you, my lord.” Grace offered a smile that almost hid her disappointment. But Miss Windlesham pouted. “Come, Calpurnia.
“Is it true?” she persisted in a low tone. “I never actually counted,” he said dryly. She furrowed her brow, studying him. “You didn’t like working for the Order?” “Sometimes it was fun.” His vigilant gaze scanned the tree line, as if out of habit. “I see.” He was quite fascinating, she had to admit. “So, what did you do on your last mission that would make my father disapprove, dare I ask?” “Accidentally blew up a church,” he replied. “But it was Catholic, if that matters.” Grace looked at
If they didn’t kill each other once the food supply ran low, they might just end up as the sort of cohesive unit the Order wanted, able to think and move as one. Like Beau and Trevor and Nick . . . though he seemed to be the only one who remembered that these days. He rode on, stopping at the ancient cemetery for the Order’s fallen knights. There he paid his respects at Virgil’s grave. This done, he finally arrived at the bustling center square, where various venerable school buildings were
you to win her, whatever it takes, as I said in my letter—or this time, I fear you may lose her for good.” “But, Grace, I’m an idiot! A scoundrel!” “Excuses.” “Facts! I’m a happy-go-lucky rake. How can I ever compete with a hero of the Realm like an Order agent, especially when he looks like a bloody demigod like Montgomery? Ugh, I think I’m going to be sick.” “George,” she soothed with a sympathetic frown. “I’ll die if I lose her! I’ll die if she marries someone else! She’s probably already
with his weight, he shuddered with a belated throb of sensation as he withdrew from her body and eased back a bit. He lay atop her. “Oh, Trevor.” “Oh, Grace.” He smiled drunkenly, then kissed his way up her throat, rounding the angle of her chin. When he looked down into her eyes, they were sparkling like a thousand stars above the sea. She bit her lip against a shy, girlish grin. Trevor stared down at her, utterly in love. She wrapped her arms around him. “Are you all right? What is it,