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Six Impossible Things
by Elizabeth Boyle
Genre: Historical Romance
Series: Rhymes With Love #6
Published: April 25th 2017
Lord Rimswell is a man of honor and absolutes. If he says something is impossible, it is. Yet his life of right and wrong is turned upside down when he finds himself in a compromising situation with the most unyielding, yet maddeningly beautiful, woman in London. If only he had not given in to the irresistible temptation to kiss her. Now he must marry her.
Miss Roselie Stratton is the very definition of impossible-headstrong, outspoken and carrying a reticule of secrets that could ruin more than her reputation. Kissing Brody is hardly the most ruinous thing Roselie has ever done as a secret agent for the Home Office…nor will she let a marriage of convenience stop her from continuing her work. Little does Roselie realize that she has underestimated Brody’s resolve to keep her safe-for he has hopelessly fallen in love with her and is determined to do the impossible by stealing her heart in return.
Oh, what a ridiculous nickname those fools in the Home Office had come up with for the mysterious lady who’d often been spotted with some of London’s less-polite denizens.
How she’d like to tell them, one and all, that she was certainly no goddess and definitely not immortal. Still, better a fool’s moniker than having one of them actually discover her true identity.
Like Brody. She’d eluded him more times than she could count and he’d nearly caught her twice. Nearly.
But more disarming was the very notion that he’d never once recognized her.
Her. Roselie Stratton.
Yes, yes, it was entirely contradictory that she didn’t want him to know what she was doing, but oh, good heavens, she’d like to take him by both shoulders and shake him until his teeth rattled. How can you not see me? No, instead he found Asteria entirely fascinating, and her? She knew all too well his opinion of her. Then again, he hadn’t really looked at her, not in years. Not like he had when they’d been children. Not since she’d been trundled off to school in Bath, and he’d been sent away to Eton.
Oh, but truly, the worst of it was that she saw him. And knew.
Knew what it was like to have him kiss her. Thoroughly, recklessly. To have him touch her, and leave her trembling.
Twice now, he’d caught her. Twice, she’d escaped him. But not without collecting those damned memories of those stolen moments. His lips. His touch. The way he drove her mad until she was trembling and quaking.
Asteria, that is. Proper Roselie Stratton wasn’t supposed to have such ruinous experiences.
It was her curse, her punishment, she supposed. Outside, she must appear the demure, innocent miss, while inside blazed a courtesan’s heart and desires.
But how she longed to see Brody’s gaze filled with desire for her. That dangerous promise in the turn of his lips.
Longed to see him look for her. Roselie.
If Asteria dared to continue, certainly one night, Brody would come to realize the truth. She knew that. But this would not be that night, she vowed. It was impossible.
Or so she told herself.
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