Some Like It Scandalous
In the second novel of Maya Rodale’s enthralling new series, a brainy heiress fakes an engagement with an infamous rake. Scandal and romance ensue.
Book #2 in the Gilded Age Girls Club series :: Pub Date: June, 2019 :: Publisher: Avon :: ISBN: 978-0062838834
They are sworn enemies…
Theodore Prescott the Third, one of Manhattan’s Rogues of Millionaire Row, has really done it this time. The only way to survive his most recent, unspeakably outrageous scandal is marry someone respectable. Someone sensible. Someone like Daisy Swan. Of all the girls in Gilded Age Manhattan, it had to be her.
Pretending to be lovers…
Daisy Swan has plans and they do not involve a loveless marriage with anyone. But when a devastating family secret threatens to destroy her standing in society, suddenly a fake engagement with Theo is just the thing to make all her dreams come true.
And now it’s time to kiss and make up…
Daisy Swan aspires to sell cosmetics that she has created, but this brainy scientist needs a smooth talking charmer’s flair for words and eye for beauty to make it a success. Before long, Daisy and Theo are trading kisses. And secrets. And discovering that despite appearances, they might be the perfect couple after all.
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In which two enemies pretend at seduction.
“But you definitely must try harder to act like you’re seducing me,” she said. “I’m not feeling the slightest bit breathless or weak in the knees or whatever it is girls feel when they’re being swept off their feet.”
“My apologies,” Theo murmured. "Let’s fix that immediately.”
“You don’t have to do it right now—”
He gave her his wolfish smile. Then he leaned in close to whisper in her ear, but words failed him. She smelled good. It was that heady fragrance. And her skin was smooth and dewy and just lovely. Hers was a complexion that begged to be caressed. That was just the skin politely exposed; he idly wondered about the rest of her…
Finally, Theo remember what he meant to say. Something romantic and seductive. Two could play at this game of irritating each other profoundly. “What do you say we return to that gazebo and see if it’s empty so we can be alone?”
“To do what, exactly?”
“Get to now each other better. Intimately.”
"Had they been alone he might have kissed her earlobe. Desire flared when the thought occurred to him.
Thank God they were not alone.
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