Marrying the Marquis
“She could live with feminine, but vulnerable reminded her of her mother.The marquis had taken her innocence, initiating her into womanhood. She hadn’t planned to join those ranks until achieving her goals.She was lying to herself. The truth was the marquis had taken nothing. She had given him her virginity, offering herself like a Christmas goose on the silver platter of his bed.Losing her virginity was one of life’s milestones. Blaze wished she could have crossed that threshold under different circumstances.She wasn’t doing as well as her mother. Gabrielle had bedded the man she loved, who’d loved her in return. She’d bedded a man who professed to wanting her.Did she love the marquis? Or were her tender feelings a product of sharing intimacy and the secret of Pegasus?If she did love the marquis, how could she hold his attention? Society was filled with dozens of hopeful maidens who wanted to marry a marquis, including the blond stepsister. And none of the hopefuls had made the mistak...e of sharing his bed.Blaze wished she hadn’t scoffed at the duchess’s life lessons.MoreLess
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