Devil in Disguise (The Ravenels Book 7)

The duke intervened, his voice so dry one could have struck a match off it. “My boy, you’re missing the point. Your sister wants to be compromised.”

“But ten years from now, Phoebe, I’ll still say it was love. It was love from the beginning.”

He shook his head, knowing she wasn’t thinking straight. “It would be a mistake.” “People should make mistakes,” she said. “It builds character.”

“I’ll expect you at my house the day after tomorrow.” His eyes narrowed. “I dinna say I would come, you wee bully.” “Don’t forget the whisky,” she said, and hastily entered the carriage before he could reply.

I’ll be the extra rib that protects your heart. You can’t. You are my heart.

“He asked me to keep it a secret.” “It doesn’t count if you tell your wife!”

Dazedly Merritt realized her younger brother, once a baby she’d helped to dress and bathe, and later a toddler she’d taught how to eat pudding with a spoon, had become a man she could rely on.

“Flaming fuckbustles,” she exclaimed under her breath. Keir looked at her blankly, having never heard such language coming from a woman.

“What would a toff like you know about fighting? Even with my ribs cracked, you couldn’t take me down.” The older man’s stare was that of a seasoned lion being challenged by a brash cub.