Her Proper Scoundrel by A.M. Westerling

Author:A.M. Westerling [Westerling, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Books We Love Ltd.
Published: 2012-07-17T07:00:00+00:00

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She threw herself across her bed, his final words echoing in her ears: “This shan’t happen again. I will not speak of it.”

Shaking hands pulled at the bed cover, balling it in her fists. She had disappointed him and that was why he didn’t want it to happen again. She had given him her virtue and he hadn’t enjoyed it.

What did that say about her, for she had enjoyed it, very much. Not just the strangely exquisite physical sensations, but the feeling of closeness with Christopher. Now she knew why Maggie Mary, the upstairs maid, simpered whenever Horace, the eldest footman, came by. Now she understood the knowing glances they tossed at each other when they thought no one saw.

And now that he had ruined her, he could send her on her way and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.

True, she still had his handkerchief but perhaps it wouldn’t be enough of a deterrent for him anymore. She had threatened to unmask Christopher as a highwayman, holding as proof the blood stained handkerchief but in truth, it had been a ruse, and a successful one at that.

Christopher had believed her assertion that as the daughter of a duke, his word would not hold against hers but now, he didn’t need her anymore. With Philip established in his home, Christopher had gained the confidence of Lady Oakland and with it, his entrance into local society. It would be easy enough for him to engage another governess.

The thought hurt more than she cared to admit for she had come to care about the orphaned brothers.

If he sent her on her way, would he provide her with a proper reference or would she be left penniless once again? And then? Home to London and marriage to Mr. Burrows? The irony didn’t escape her. Without her virginity, she no longer had value for her father and the wealthy merchant.

Fool, to think she was beginning to love the handsome Captain Christopher Sharrington when all he had wanted was to use her.

Fool, she had fallen to his charms, had not even offered the slightest bit of resistance.

Fool, to hope that perhaps he cared for her, even a little.

Fool.

Her frame shuddered with great wracking sobs.

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