Published by Dawn Brower on March 27th 2018
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Jonas Parker, the Earl of Harrington has no desire to marry. He rather enjoys being unencumbered and a wife would complicate things. The Wicked Earls’ Club is his haven and he isn’t ready to give it up for matrimony. His grandfather, the Duke of Southington wants nothing more than to see him wed and return to the fold. For that reason alone he’ll avoid proper ladies and wedding bells.
Lady Marian Lindsay rather likes being a spinster and embraces her bluestocking ways. She's studying to be a physician and wants to be a proper doctor. She longs to be taken seriously in the medical field, but her efforts go unnoticed. After careful deliberation she devises a scheme that is foolproof, but she needs the help of one of her father’s friends to make it happen.
Harrington is appalled at Marian’s request and refuses outright; however, she somehow manages to charm him into saying yes. Before he realizes it, he’s escorting her to Kent and a house party made of his worst nightmares. Propriety must be met at all costs, because he will not be wed at the end of her expedition—or will he?
“Harrington,” a male said from behind him.
Jonas froze at the sound, unable to move for several heartbeats. Slowly, he turned to face the one man he hated. “Hello, grandfather,” he replied evenly. “What made you decide to visit the depravity of London?”
“You need to come home.”
This was an old song and dance. The old man still thought he could browbeat him into doing his bidding. Jonas wasn’t a young lad lost in his grief and hadn’t been for over a decade and a half. “Southington was never my home.” And it never would be. “It will be nice to visit my actual home now that you no longer control it.”
“Don’t be insolent,” his grandfather barked. “That estate is paltry in comparison to mine.”
“What’s so humorous?” The duke asked. “I speak the truth and I find nothing too comical in my statement.”
“No,” Jonas agreed. “You wouldn’t. If you’ll excuse me, I promised Lady Marian a dance.”
Marian had thankfully been quiet through that whole exchange and didn’t argue with him as he led her to the dance floor. She didn’t speak until they were fully engrossed in the waltz. He hadn’t even realized what dance had been playing and had routinely went in step with the melody.
“Do you wish to discuss what happened with your grandfather?”
“Not particularly,” he responded. “I’d much rather talk about you.” He rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. Her mouth fell open rather delectably. If they didn’t have so many prying gazes staring at them, he’d have leaned forward and kissed her as he’d been imagining for hours. Had it really been earlier that afternoon he’d found her at Sir Anthony’s? It seemed like much longer than that.
“I’d rather talk about nearly anything else but me,” she said dryly. “I’m a boring topic.”
“I disagree,” he said huskily. “I find you fascinating.”
“Why are you doing this?” She turned her gaze from him. “We both know I’m dissimilar to your usual conquests.”
“Beautiful?” He quirked a brow. “Intelligent?”
“Unmarried,” she spat out. “Innocent.”
“Oh, sweetheart.” He grinned wickedly. “Only one of those words apply to you—and you’re correct on that score. I don’t dabble with unattached ladies. I might be willing to make an exception for you if I didn’t respect your father.”
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