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400 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 2, 2013
Kit stood. Then immediately sank back on the bed, blushing furiously. Her bands (basically a boob binder) were still undone. She couldn't ride back to Cranmer with them about her waist; and she didn't fancy the idea of stopping along the way to get undressed and do them up.
It took Jack a moment to work out a reason for her blush. Then he laughed, a low chuckle that set Kit's nerves skittering. He sat up. "Turn around and let me do them up for you." When Kit sent him a scandalized look, he grinned wickedly. "I undid them after all."
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➥ Jack (H) was charming at first, but horrifying the next. He lives a double life; Captain Jack and Lord Hendon. He had his hot moments, but his misogyny really shone through at the end and just made him gross and disgusting to me.
➥ Kit (h) was decently badass. I liked her. I could be a better bf than him tbh!! She leads her own gang, she knows how to ride well, and she's overall a pretty intelligent girl. She also didn't (fully) take this man's bs but at the end she kind of accepted it so idk what that says about her. I hated that, when she planned to confront him about how unacceptable many of his demands were, he'd just 'seduce' her and she 'couldn't stop her body from reacting to him' and so she ended up senseless and fucked, rather than getting what she deserved. And that's really unrealistic, that she could be so floored by a man, so much that she cannot speak.
"If you imagine I'm going to settle to monogamous wdding bliss with a woman who's only passably good-looking, you're wrong." Jack's acerbity was marked. "I've never understood all the fuss about fidelity and marriage. As far as I can see, the two don't necessarily connect."
"What the hell would you know of taking care of any one? Taking responsibility for anything? You're a woman, dammit!"
Women, he'd always firmly believed, had but one real role in life - to pander to their man's wishes.
Eventually, Spencer sighed deeply. "Very well. Handle it your way. God knows, I've never been much good at hauling on Kit's reins. Perchance you'll have more success."
Hands on hips, he glowered at Kit. "And in case it hasn't sunk in yet, let me tell you that women of your station can't go about giving themselves to men like me and expect to get off the hook!"
Aside from the fact that she'd survived those years virgo intacta was the ultimate assurance she was not one of those women he mentally stigmatized as the gilded whores of the ton.
"Where is Delia?"
"The master said to put her in the back paddock, my lady."
Kit put her hands on her hips. "Where is the back paddock?"
"Over the hills a-way. The master said she was only to be brought up by his orders ma'am."
"Spare me your arguments, Kit. I won't change my mind. Spencer let you ride alone for far longer than was acceptable. He'd be the first to admit it." Kit stiffened as Jack's gaze slowly traveled the length of her slim frame. A subtle smile twisted his lips. "You're not a child anymore, my dear. You are, in fact, a most delectable plum. One I've no intention to let any other man taste." (wtf...)
Kit frowned. "Someone once said he was 'Hedonish.' Is that what that means?"
George grinned. "If it was a woman who said it, not entirely, but it's not unrelated to what I'm trying to say."
With a wry grin, he moved slowly into the room. It was comforting to know that these days, satisfaction was readily available. And guaranteed.
She commenced her story with her grandmother's death and her removal from Cranmer hall. She felt Jack shift and come up on one elbow beside her. As she reached London, she felt a tug loosen the first of the silk bows that held her nightgown closed.
"Kitten, if you were any wilder, I'd have to tie you up."
He'd had no experience of deep shock in women, but he fully expected her to get worse.
Once there, he stripped her of her clothes, ignoring her protests, handling her gently, like a child.
"What's the use of these things (dresses) if he's not even here to see them?"
"Taken to the other side Jack?"
Jack bit back a distinctly rude reply.
"Are you breeding?"
"Of course not!"
"All right, all right." Geoffrey held up both hands placatingly. "I just thought it might be a good excuse to have handy when Hendon makes his entrance. Everyone knows women do strange things at such times."
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