The moment orphaned American heiress Titania “Tansy” Danforth arrives on English shores she cuts a swath through Sussex, enslaving hearts and stealing beaux. She knows she’s destined for a spectacular titled marriage—but the only man who fascinates her couldn’t be more infamous…or less interested.
…but it takes a devil to know one…
A hardened veteran of war, inveterate rogue Ian Eversea keeps women enthralled, his heart guarded and his options open: why should he succumb to the shackles of marriage when devastating good looks and Eversea charm make seduction so easy?
…and Heaven has never been hotter.
When Ian is forced to call her on her game, he never dreams the unmasked Tansy—vulnerable, brave, achingly sensual—will tempt him beyond endurance. And fight as he will, this notorious bachelor who stood down enemies on a battlefield might finally surrender his heart…and be brought to his knees by love.
He savored it, as if the heartbeats ticked off the minutes they had left together.
She tipped her head back and looked up at him. For a long time, in silence. “Are you going to lecture me now? About how very dangerous all of this is, and so forth?”
How strangely fragile she felt now in his arms. His arms went over her shoulder blades. Suddenly it seemed to him that it did feel as though wings could sprout there.
“No,” he said softly. “I think you know. This can’t happen again, Tansy.”
Her head jerked back and she looked up at him. He heard her breath catch.
And so the words had landed hard.
He’d meant it to sound like an order. It was difficult to shake the habit of issuing orders.
Knowing her, he suspected she’d interpreted it as a dare.
God help him if she did.
And it really was a prayer to God for help. If she dared him again, it would be all or nothing.
He looked down at her, and traced her lips with a single finger the way he had traced her name on the wall of Lilymont.
He dropped his hands abruptly from her.
“Go inside before you take a chill.”
He suspected his tone had already gotten the chill started, which was just as well.
He backed away from and didn’t turn around until he was in his room again, the door closed behind him, the window firmly locked, and yet he knew he was hardly safe.
About Julie Anne
The author of five popular novels from Warner and eight from Avon, Julie Anne Long lives in California with a fat orange cat (little known fact: they issue you a cat the moment you become a romance novelist).