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A Matter of Scandal: With This Ringby Suzanne Enoch
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Chapter OneVisitors never came to west Hampshire during the Season. Not on purpose, anyway.Thus the three massive coaches bumping down the rutted lane that ran from Westminster to the main road had to be lost. Very lost.Hiking her brown muslin skirt up a little because of the mud, Emma Grenville hurried into the field at the edge of the road. Expensive-looking vehicles like that weren't liable to turn aside for the headmistress of a girls' school. And they were a magnificent sight. Elizabeth and Jane would wish they'd gone walking with her this morning, as she'd encouraged. Three grand coaches gracing west Hampshire in the summertime — who would have thought?The first vehicle rocked by her without pause, a red dragon and sword emblazoned on the door and the flimsy curtains drawn. "Nobility, she thought, her curiosity deepening. As the second coach neared, the small, balding driver tipped his hat at her and grinned.For heaven's sake — she was staring like a milkmaid on her first trip to market. One of the most basic lessons she taught her students was not to stare; she needed to practice following her own teachings. Flushing, Emma continued toward the Academy at a faster pace.A thunderous crack made her jump and turn around. The second coach lurched with a crooked twist into the air, careening off one of the numerous boulders that had risen after the spring rains. It slammed back onto the road again with an even louder crunch. The near wheel snapped off the axle, hitting the ground a foot from Emma and rolling past her into the tall grass. The vehicle pitched forward and came to a grinding halt in the mud."My goodness!" Emma gasped, putting her hand to her heart.The horses werestomping and snorting, and the driver cursing, as she hurried back to the coach. The flimsy door swung open just as she reached it."Damnation, Wycliffe! You and your stupid expeditions!" The well-dressed young man tottered in the doorway, then slipped and fell face first into the muddy road. He very nearly landed on her foot, and Emma hastily stepped backward — and collided with a brick wall.Not a brick wall, she amended as it grabbed her elbow when she stumbled. "Steady," it said in a deep voice that resonated down her spine, and lifted her upright again.Emma's surprised shriek caught in her throat as she whipped around. The brick wall was a giant of a man, tall and broad-shouldered and solid. The giant had light green eyes, and they gazed at her from beneath curved aristocratic eyebrows. One of them arched in obvious jaded amusement."Perhaps you could move aside.""Oh." She stumbled sideways, her words catching as her feet slipped again. "Beg pardon." She couldn't recall ever seeing anyone, much less a nobleman, put together in quite so...magnificent a fashion.The devilish handsome giant brushed past her and with one arm heaved the fallen fellow back to his feet. "Injured, Blumton?" he asked."No, I'm not injured, but look at me! I'm a bloody mess!""So you are. Get away before you fling mud on me." The giant gestured at the edge of the road."But --""Oh, Grey!"A woman appeared in the coach's doorway and collapsed artfully into her rescuer's arms. Long blond tresses, several shades lighter than giant's wind-ruffled, honey-colored hair, had come loose from their clips. Her curls spilled over his arm in a golden cascade as he held her close against his chest."Excellent aim, Alice."Apparently unmoved by her unconscious state, he made as though to drop his burden in the muddy road.Emma stepped forward. "Sir, you cannot mean to --"Alice recovered instantly and flung her arms around his neck. "Don't you dare, Wycliffe! It's filthy!""That's not likely to convince me to continue hauling you about. I'm standing in it, and so is this chatty female." "Chatty?" Emma repeated, scowling. Handsome or not, his manners were obviously lacking, and as she taught her students, manners were the first measure of a gentleman.A second female pulled herself up to the door of the coach. "Oh, let him go, Alice, and give someone else a chance.""I'll rescue you, Sylvia," the muddy gentleman stated, slogging back toward the coach and lifting his arms."After you've been wallowing in the mud? Don't be absurd, Charles. Grey, if you please?"Emma started to say that if they would all just relocate to the edge of the road, they would find the ground much drier, but as they were nobles and nobles seemed to thrive on such silliness, she folded her arms and watched. "Chatty female — ha.Grey, as the ladies were calling him, seemed an odd nickname for such a powerful-looking, golden male. "Lion," or something equally dangerous sounding, would have been a better fit.He scowled at the other female. "I can't carry everyone.""Well, I refuse to be rescued by Cousin Charles."A low-pitched sigh sounded several feet behind Emma. At the edge of the road, on the one nice, dry strip of sod, another nobleman stood gazing at the scene. His hands were in his pockets, and his light blue eyes twinkled despite the look of horrified affront on his lean, handsome face."Gads, I suppose that leaves me," he drawled,eyeing the sodden roadway with distaste.Sylvia's lips tightened. "I would prefer n--""Yes, it does, Tristan," the larger man snapped. "Quit tiptoeing about and get over here."'"I will expect you to purchase me a new pair of boots, Wycliffe."As the dark-haired Tristan trod toward them, Emma gazed at the giant again. The name Wycliffe tickled at the back of her mind, but she couldn't quite place it.She had friends who had left the Academy in years past and married...
“Suzanne Enochs sparkling talent makes each book witty, romantic, and always an eagerly anticipated pleasure.”
A much-beloved classic from the phenomenal Suzanne Enoch, A Matter of Scandal is a delightful showcase of the wit, style, and passion that have made this New York Times and USA Today bestselling author a historical romance star. In this delectable Regency romp, a lusty duke with a well-earned reputation for seduction tricks the beautiful headmistress of a girls finishing school into a wager she cannot possibly win…only to have his own unsuspecting heart won by the clever, resourceful lady. Julia Quinn fans, this Scandal is for you! Read it and see why bestselling author Karen Hawkins has called the novels of Suzanne Enoch, “romance the way it was meant to be written.”
Miss Emma Grenville has had her fill of pig-headed noblemen who believe women exist solely to satisfy men. And her arrogant new landlord, the Duke of Wycliffe, is the worst of the lot! The too-attractive cad wants to triple the rent on Emma's finishing school for young ladies to help get his newly inherited estate out of debt. Well, he clearly needs educating—about women. And Emma is just the one to enlighten him.
The sinfully handsome duke has never met a woman he couldn't seduce and outwit.And now that he's tricked Emma intoa wager, he has the stubborn headmistressright where he wants her. But the confirmedbachelor underestimates the quick-wittedand surprisingly sensual Miss Grenville. For she may be leading him to a placeneither dreams they'll ever go—to the altar.
About the Author
A native and current resident of Southern California, Suzanne Enoch loves movies almost as much as she loves books. She once appeared on an E! special, Star Wars Is Back, as an expert on the romance in the Star Wars movies. Other highlights include winning her third grade spelling bee, receiving an E.T. poster and T-shirt in an alien-inspired poetry contest, and submitting a script for The A-Team (which was not why the series was cancelled). When she is not busily working on her next novel, Suzanne likes to contemplate interesting phenomena, like how the three guppies in her aquarium became 161 guppies in five months.
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