Christmas brings unforeseen complications for the Duke of Cleburne and Lady Juliet Gale.
The Duke of Cleburne, Giles Fortescue, has spent years perfecting his status as a rogue. When he arrives in the library for a tryst and mistakes one lady for another, all of his hard work crumbles. Now he faces the parson’s noose.
When a devilishly good-looking lord kissed Lady Juliet Gale, she knew she should stop him. She certainly should not have wrapped her legs around his waist. But nothing so exciting had ever happened to her before. Now she must pay for her transgression.
Will they give in to fate, or fight against it?
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Lady Juliet Gale stood near the potted ferns at her dear friend Olivia, the Duchess of Thorne’s Christmastide ball. Her gaze lingered on the dance floor where couples clad in deep greens, vibrant reds, golds, blues, and silvers danced the quadrille. Candlelight caught their jewels—or was it the other way around—and glittered about the enormous space.
Add to that the bows of greenery Olivia had placed about the room, and the setting certainly was festive. Everyone who was anyone seemed to be in the room, and they all wore smiles, their continence full of merriment and good cheer.
Juliet lowered her silk fan as her gaze met Olivia’s. “You outdid yourself.”
Olivia beamed back at her. “William told me to spare no expense for such a special evening. He wanted perfection, and I daresay I delivered. The girls are a smashing success.”
William and Olivia had married last year, and Olivia became both mother and sister to his three younger siblings. Tonight was the unofficial come-out ball for the oldest two sisters, Lady Catherine and Lady Louisa.
Juliet tapped her fan against Olivia’s arm playfully. “My, but you sound smug. Nothing like patting oneself on the back.”
Olivia huffed a soft sigh, though she wasn’t the least bit scalded. “There is no need to be jealous,” she retorted in a teasing lilt.
Juliet turned her attention back to the dancing couples, her gaze finding Louisa and Catherine in their complimentary silk gowns. One in silver and the other in an ice blue, both trimmed in seed pearls and lace.
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