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Zusatztext “Another winner . . . delightful heroine! masterful hero! and an ingenious plot: intelligent! sexy fun.” — Kirkus Reviews “Charasmatic characters and a healthy dose of humor . . . once again! James weaves a story as rich in plot as in character.” — Publishers Weekly Informationen zum Autor Eloisa James is also the author of the acclaimed novels Potent Pleasures and Midnight Pleasures . She is a professor of English literature who lives with her family in New Jersey. Klappentext People magazine named Eloisa James' novel Midnight Pleasures "Page Turner of the Week" and raved "Romance writing does not get much better than this." Now the acclaimed author returns with another sumptuous tale of passion and misadventure in Regency England. . . . Gabrielle Jerningham cherishes the portrait of her betrothed, the perfect Peter Dewland . . . until she meets his commanding older brother Quill. But it is Peter to whom she has been promised. And how can she possibly transform her voluptuous, outspoken self into the poised gentlewoman Peter requires? When Gabby's shocking décolletage plunges to her waist at her first ball, Peter is humiliated. But Quill comes to the rescue, to the peril of his heart. An accident years before has left Quill plagued by headaches-the kind that grows more excruciating with strenuous exercise. Needless to say, this hardly bodes well for siring progeny. But the very sight of Gabby leaves Quill breathless. One forbidden kiss and Quill vows to have her, headaches-and Peter-be damned! But it will take a clever man-and a cleverer woman--to turn the tables on propriety and find their way to true love. . . . Praise for Enchanting Pleasures "Another winner . . . delightful heroine, masterful hero, and an ingenious plot: intelligent, sexy fun."-Kirkus Reviews "Charasmatic characters and a healthy dose of humor . . . once again, James weaves a story as rich in plot as in character."-Publishers Weekly St. James’s Square, London 1806 Fate had just dealt Viscount Dewland a blow that would have felled a weaker, or more sympathetic, man. He gaped silently at his eldest son for a moment, ignoring his wife’s twittering commentary. But a happy thought revived him. That same wife had, after all, provided him with two male offspring. Without further ado he spun on his heel and barked at his younger son, “If your brother can’t do his duty in bed, then you’ll do it. You can act like a man for once in your life.” Peter Dewland was caught unawares by his father’s sudden attack. He had risen to adjust his neckcloth in the drawing-room mirror, thereby avoiding his brother’s eyes. Really, what does a man say to that sort of confession? But like his father, Peter recovered quickly from unpredictable assaults. He walked around the end of the divan and sat down. “I gather you are suggesting that I marry Jerningham’s daughter?” “Of course I am!” the viscount snapped. “Someone has to marry her, and your brother has just declared himself ineligible.” “I beg to differ,” Peter remarked with a look of cool distaste. “I have no plans to marry at your whim.” “What in the bloody hell do you mean? Of course you’ll marry the girl if I instruct you to do so!” “I do not plan to marry, Father. Not at your instigation nor at anyone else’s.” “Rubbish! Every man marries.” Peter sighed. “Not true.” “You’ve squired about every beautiful gal that came on the market in the last six years. If you had formed a true attachment, I would not stand in your way. But since you haven’t made a move to attach yourself, you will marry Jerningham’s girl. “You shall do as I say, boy,” the viscount bellowed. “Your brother can’t take on the job, and so you have to do it. I’ve been lenient with you. You might ...
