By Julia Quinn
Nora Roberts calls Julia Quinn’s novels, “Delightful.” the number 1 New York instances bestselling author of the impossible to resist Bridgerton kin, Quinn deals ancient romance readers new delights with A evening Like This—the moment booklet (following the outstanding Just Like Heaven) to add the affairs, romantic and melodic, of the endearing, if painfully untalented, Smythe-Smith musicians. On A evening Like This in Regency England, something can ensue, particularly while a stunning pianist sitting in on the annual Smythe-Smith musicale catches the attention of a haunted, hunted guy in determined desire of redemption. there's easily no writer within the realm of ancient romance fiction warmer than the outstanding Julia Quinn—and someone who has ever been swept away by means of the affection tales of Amanda speedy, Lisa Kleypas, or Jill Barnett will cherish A evening Like This.
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He sneered loudly, causing the nearby card players to glance up in interest. "Hardly that, since I know nothing about you to laugh at," Lucien replied indifferently. Sir Frederick's mouth curled into a sneer as he leaned forward, and jabbing a finger on the Duke's wide chest said, "No, you do yours behind a fellow's back. " "It would be a waste of my time since you seem to be doing that yourself," Lucien replied coldly. "Why, you! I'll—" Sir Frederick began heatedly, his face a dull red. "Now, now," Sir Jeremy interrupted, a placating note in his voice.
Lucien nodded reluctantly. " He paused delicately, waiting to be enlightened. " "Of course," the Duke sighed, "I'll escort you to the nearest inn, where you may hire conveyance to London. " Lord Wrainton jumped down from the side of the coach, splattering his pumps as he did so and nearly slipping in the slick mud as he regained his balance. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, slight of build, and almost too handsome to be masculine, with his thickly lashed, violet eyes. "Luciana," Lord Wrainton called to his wife.
Ah, Lady Mary," Lord Malton greeted her loudly, nodding to Sabrina and Richard as he bent over Mary's outstretched hand. " "Our pleasure, surely," Sabrina murmured softly, smiling sweetly as she caught his eye. " "If I might be allowed to add my compliments also," Lord Newley added suavely, looking directly into Sabrina's violet eyes. " "Certainly. Of course we understand that without a man to act as escort, and only your aunt to chaperone you, it is most difficult for you to get about. " he asked hesitantly, looking around the room nervously in expectation of being surprised by her sudden appearance.