A Gentleman Never Tells: The sexy, steamy and utterly page-turning new regency romance from the million-copy bestselling author (Belmore Square)

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He’s under pressure from the newspaper to unmask the mysterious highwayman causing havoc in Belmore Square, but his infuriating clashes with Taya keep slowing him down. His wife. My housekeeper says that she gets better cuts at a lower price. You’re trying to distract me with talk of singing drunkards, Cat said, unfairly. Let’s discuss your future. Lizzie felt a spark of real annoyance. “You already dragged me to your house for this visit. The least you could do is to allow me to read my book in peace.”

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Lizzie didn’t want the truth. In fact, she felt such a stab of anger that she had to fold her lips tightly together or she would scream at Cat. Times are changing fast, and the modern gentleman doesn’t stay far behind them. Social norms become more flexible, your principles leave more leeway to do whatever you want, moral stances follow closely. The general standards for integrity keep expanding, but somehow it doesn’t really feel like open-mindedness anymore.The modern gentleman slowly becomes just a man of the modern times. You can’t help but feel that the bar used to be a bit higher.It’s time toimmerse ourselves in Regency London again with the eclectic residents of Belmore Square. Full of secrets, sins and scandal, there is never a dull moment. Take a breath and get ready for Frank & Taya’s story. Or anywhere else, to tell the truth. Reading in a peaceful garden was an excellent way to take fresh air. Do you realize that by staying home and wearing mourning, you give the illusion that you are grieving for your husband? It wasn’t so terrible,” Lizzie said, meaning it. “I went to the auction, and Perdita went to a family with a young girl. I’m certain that she is well cared for and happy.” I know you feel ashamed to be in company, her sister continued, energetically digging her own grave, as far as Lizzie was concerned. Unfortunately, most ­people are aware the circumstances of your marriage, not to mention the fact that Adrian was so imprudent as to die away from home.

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Lizzie,” Cat said ominously, sounding more like an older sister—which she was—with every word, “if you don’t get out of that bed, I shall drag you out. By your hair!” It is as if she thinks it her responsibility to look out for her brother. For Christ’s sake, her brother is an athletic, six-foot four-inch bison of a man, and she is a petite, slender, willowy female with, I realise now, an air of self-importance about her. ‘Your family, my lady, were renowned for being dead.’ She flinches, as do I. Did I just say that? Cat was holding the novel above her head, for all the world as if they were children again. Lizzie used to hope that someday she’d grow up to be as commanding as her sister, but she had given up that idea long ago. Adrian had unemotionally laid out the terms of her marriage. It seemed her father had paid a great deal of money for the title of Lady Troutt. For his part, Adrian had wed her for her dowry, and because he needed someone to care for his mother.I bought Sadie a house, and we live there, Adrian had said casually. When she frowned in confusion, he had added impatiently, " Sadie. Didn’t your father tell you her name?" Adrian had unemotionally laid out the terms of her marriage. It seemed her father had paid a great deal of money to buy his daughter the title of Lady Troutt. For his part, Adrian had wed her for her dowry, and because he needed someone to care for his mother. Who does the butchering now? Lizzie asked, instantly deciding to take a walk to the village and see this interesting musical event herself.

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Why would she visit the father who had turned her away when she ran to him in desperation? The father who had known precisely what a disaster her marriage would be, but didn’t bother to warn her? Being a novella it was, of course, short. And while it was a full story unto itself, the brevity seemed to put the author at somewhat a disadvantage. We’re basically dropped into a situation where the leading man Apparently has some impulse issues and the leading lady has been through enough with out his sudden decision that he’s madly in love with her. It’s all very whizz-bang sudden from zero to over-the-moon, let’s-get-married-yesterday with out a lot of fuss and bother with things like getting to know each other. Yet somehow the man “just Knows” everything about her with out being told or having any sort of mystical powers. She’s had it rather rough when it comes to men. He doesn’t help that much with his abrupt wooing.In any case, if you decide you want to give it a read, I suggest waiting until it’s on sale because while it may be worth a dollar or two, I certainly wouldn’t buy it for more than three. This is A Gentleman Never Tells.Frank Melrose is on the cusp of taking his father’s printing business global – the last thing he needs is the distraction of any woman, let alone the dazzling Taya Winters. It means that I never again need put myself under the control of a man— any man. So, no, I have no interest in joining you at dinner. I know perfectly well that Lord Dimble-Dumble has been summoned to audition as my next husband. I don’t want him. I’d be more likely to come to dinner if you had invited the butcher.” Do you know the tell-tale signs that she is falling for you? Learn more how to spot the signals she is sending you.

What’s more, he’s sure that the highwayman is right under their noses – and that exposing their identity will not only end his story, but ruin his family, too… The carriage starts rumbling along, and Taya pulls out a fan, wafting it leisurely in front of her face, blowing her unmanageable hair around her face. My God, what is she doing? I don’t know, but I’m beginning to think that the hair matches the owner. Unmanageable. Let it be known, that fan is not there to cool Lady Taya Winters down, for London is hardly boasting soaring temperatures today. No, that fan is a tool, and by God it works. Cat was holding the novel above her head, for all the world as if they were children again. Lizzie used to hope that some day she’d grow up to be as commanding as her sister, but she had given up that idea long ago. We might begin with the fact that you were never in love with Adrian. Cat began walking around the bedchamber, waving her hands as she waxed eloquent about her late brother-­in-­law’s flaws. Moderate exercise,” her sister said with palpable loathing. “You used to ride every day, for pleasure. We would practice archery on a fine day like this, or roam about the countryside, not sit inside reading.”