Thursday, April 10, 2014

To Love a Wicked Scoundrel by Anabelle Bryant


Con that boy is used to getting what he wants but I think he secretly likes that Isabelle is a challenge, "he scoffed at her suggestion. If the servants proved as unreliable as earlier, he'd have been left unsatisfied once again. Clearly, the fates intended otherwise. "I meant to waltz with you this evening." I mean the boy resorts to asking Isabelle's six year old sister questions about Isabelle, "does your sister have a beau?" He smirked as he voiced the question, unaccustomed to showing concern over male competition." Apparently Isabelle asks questions of her own and shocks Con, "what a waste of a question, love. You might have asked me if I sleep in the nude. Or what lies behind the third door of your bedchamber?" Con is a sweet guy when it comes to Isabelle and her comfort for her first time, "love, do you think you can accept -" She smiled at him, a bewitching grin, and raised her hips in an impatient gesture. He slid inside fully. "- more of me." Con he doesn't like to beat around the bush, "can we put aside this wooing business? I have no patience for it. You are mine." His arms locked around her in a tight embrace. "You have my heart, and every other part of me. I want you back in my bed." I loved Con and I loved Isabelle and I loved their story. 

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