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“Leaving already?” Jennette stood in the moonlight looking everything like the angel she’d dressed to be tonight. She rubbed her arms as if to keep the cold wind away.

“Yes. I wouldn’t wish to cause you any further distress tonight.”

She lifted one black eyebrow. “Am I to assume the dance with Lucinda didn’t go as I’d planned?”

He approached her slowly. She had matured into an exquisite beauty. She had delicate cheekbones and flawless ivory skin, a mouth too full to be perfect but just right for other things. The white gown outlined her slender body and slight fullness of her breasts. He shook his head to clear it of his sordid thoughts.

“No,” he finally replied. “She determined my identity.”

Jennette sighed, a delicate sound that brought his attention to her full, pink lips again. “I will have to do better at this matchmaking plan.”

He moved a step closer to her, knowing they already stood far too close. “Unless you don’t wish to do better?”

She looked up at him with a start. “What do you mean?”

“Perhaps you don’t want to find me a bride.”

“But…Oh, no,” she said with a little smile and a shake of her head. “I will not marry you.”

“Maybe,” he whispered. “But don’t you want to know what you will be missing?”

Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. “Not particularly.”

He stroked her cheek with his gloved hand until she trembled. “Haven’t you ever wanted a scoundrel in your bed?”

“Like you?”

“Exactly like me.”