Will he choose love or
honor?
Orphaned Kate Scoville is
trapped in a tower prison by her scheming uncle, who plans to wed her to his
loathsome son in order to gain control of her fortune. Plucky and resourceful,
Lady Kate escapes to London
to ask for help from her guardian. She's sure the elderly Earl of Devere will
help her in her plight.
Kate is astounded to find
that the Earl has died, and his son has become her guardian.
Quinn, the present Earl,
remembers Kate from his childhood as an awkward child he loved to taunt and
tease. But now his ward has grown into a beautiful young woman. Though honor
prevents Quinn from making Kate his, their attraction is irresistible…
Will Kate tempt Quinn into abandoning honor? Will the wicked uncle trap Kate,
compromise her and steal her fortune?
First published as Hopelessly
Compromised by Kensington/Zebra Books.
Winner of the Beacon Award for Best Historical Romance.
What readers said about
previous editions:
Five Stars! Regency
Romance is Alive!
--B. Berry
Five Stars! Thoroughly
Engaging Regency Romp
--Catherine Cavendish
Five Stars!
--Pandora
Five Stars! …so charming
and lively…
--ldsfrost
Five Stars! Regency at Its
Best!
--Judith Dedek
Here’s a snippet to pique
your interest:
Kate smiled at Quinn.
"I believe I've won your prize, my lord."
"So what shall you
demand of me, sweet Kate?"
She tipped her head to one
side and regarded him, still flirting with her eyes, her smile. He could tell
she was nervous, yet expectant. He did not know if he should encourage her.
"I'm not quite sure
yet." She touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip. "What do
you have to give me, my lord?"
His voice rasped in his
throat. "Quinn. Please, call me Quinn."
"My lord Quinn,"
she said, with just a trace of mocking good humor in her tone.
"Kate," he said,
taking her chin gently between his long, strong fingers. She quivered slightly
but did not pull away as he stroked her cheek. Her response rippled through her
body as he drew her into his arms.
Yes.
The first kiss was as sweet as he had known it would be. For a few moments, he
forgot why he had denied his desire, and hers, for so long.
As he touched his lips to
hers, it was as though a spark flashed between them, igniting their emotions.
Their mouths caressed and danced. When his tongue sought admission, she did not
refuse him entry. He groaned as his embrace tightened, pulling her onto his
lap. She reached up, touching his shoulders, tentatively at first, then with
more confidence as their kiss deepened. Her arms wound around his neck as he
held her close. He could feel her breasts, barely confined by the flimsy
muslin, pressing against his chest. Her heartbeat was quick as a rabbit's, and
knowing she was excited aroused him all the more.
When they finally parted
he regarded her with amazement. "My darling Kate. Where did you learn to
kiss like that?"
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