The scene from The Scandalous Love of a Duke that also begins The Dangerous Love of a Rogue

The Dangerous Love of a Rogue is out on Jan 29th, it’s Mary’s story  and so I thought I would share some of her previous scenes – but this is the most important.

Mary’s story in the Dangerous Love of a Rogue, actually begins in The Scandalous Love of a Duke, read the scene through John’s and Katherine’s eyes, and then through another view tomorrow in The Scandalous Love of a Duke.

*** If you have not read the series – Spoiler Alert ***

Dangerous Love of a rogue from Zoe

 

John did not stop but carried on until they reached his mother and father who stood at the edge of the room in the far corner.

“Mary, is already dancing,” his father stated.

John’s gaze spun to the dancers. “With Framlington, he’s an out-and-out rake and a fortune hunter. He’s made no secret of it in the clubs. I’d warn her off.”

His father’s gaze swung to John. “You’re certain.”

John just lifted his eyebrows.

“You are going to have to write that list you promised me, of everyone I need to keep her from.”

John laughed.

Pembroke?

John turned, and still holding his arm, Katherine turned with him. She faced a gentleman bearing a woman on his arm. “Katherine, let me introduce you to the Duke and Duchess of Leinster.”

The procession of introductions from this moment forward was constant, Dukes, Earls, Marquesses, Barons. Over half the room approached them. Her head was spinning with names and faces when it finally ceased.

 

~

Then a waltz began and the man who’d danced with Mary earlier, Lord Framlington, stood before her. She accepted him out of politeness. Even if John thought him a risk to Mary, a fortune hunter could be no risk to her.

She learned very quickly she was wrong.

“Pembroke is dull. Perhaps when you tire of him you might think of me…” he whispered seductively in her ear, as they made a turn. “I would be willing to warm your bed if it is cold.”

“I will never tire of my husband, my Lord…” Shock and insult made her pitch sharp.

“But there is much to be said for variety, my dear, and your husband knows it, look, see, he’s speaking with my sister, an old flame he probably wishes to rekindle.”

Katherine glanced at John. He was talking to a beautiful dark-haired woman, who rose to her toes and whispered in his ear. He gripped her arm and whispered something back.

Katherine felt pain grip about her heart.

John leant down to whisper to Lady Ponsonby. “Go away, Elizabeth. I am not interested. I will never be interested.” He gripped her arm to set her away.

She seemed to think his marriage an amusing game and was casting dice to win him back.

John looked at Katherine.

She was dancing with Framlington for God’s sake, Elizabeth’s younger brother. John felt manipulated as Katherine glanced at him and then looked away, blushing. “Have you deliberately deterred me, so he might dance with her, or distracted her so you might annoy me?” She followed his gaze back to Katherine, laughed, and then simply walked off.

John stared at Katherine, incensed. She had heard him say Framlington was no good.

Framlington’s palm was splayed on Katherine’s slender back and it slid a little downwards.

For the first time since he’d returned to England John had actually been enjoying an evening, because Katherine was here, but now she’d done this. Before John even realised it, he was in motion, ignoring onlookers and surging through the dancers. It was fortunate for him, and Katherine, the dance came to its natural end. He’d have made a spectacle of them both if it had not.

He looked daggers at Framlington when he reached them. “I’d already made a note this evening to warn you off – I do not want you dancing with my sister – and now I see I must also warn you off my wife. Just so that you know, Framlington, hunting my sister is pointless, I would not agree the match and never pay you her dowry, and if you touch my wife again, I’ll kill you.”

The man just smiled, bowed and walked off, his retreat as silent as his sister’s. Which implied it was no retreat at all.

~

No it was definitely not a retreat 😉 Meet Lord Framlington, the hardened rogue, once more in the The Dangerous Love of a Rogue… out tomorrow!

If you haven’t ordered it yet and you’d like to, just click on the cover in the side bar which will take you into Amazon.

The Dangerous Love of a Rogue

“Pure, unadulterated romance.” Best Chick Lit.com

The next book in Jane Lark’s Kindle best-selling Regency romance series!

“The game is on with Pembroke’s little sister…” Lord Andrew Framlington watched Miss Mary Marlow. The woman had been warned to keep away from him, but she had a little contrary in her soul. She had not been deterred. Perhaps she had a taste for bad hidden beneath her cold denials, or a liking for naughtiness in her soul – either of which appealed.

“Stop pretending you do not like me…” Drew had urged Mary, “Stop running…” Her body urged her to as much as he did. Something pulled her towards him. Something unknown and all consuming… and yet how could she disobey her father and her brother…

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