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Little White Lies

The Westby Sisters

The Wild Rose Press

Heat Rating: STEAMY
Word Count: 74,875
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Amelia Westby always tells the truth, a terrible curse in a society that values little white lies. When she meets Tavis McGuire, she finds a way to escape the scrutiny of London's jaded ton. Tavis is passionate and caring, offering Amelia a chance at a new life, but when a dangerous secret threatens to destroy their happiness, Amelia must break her curse or lose the man she loves.

After his brother’s death, Tavis McGuire returns from the continent to inherit the Earldom of Stanton, an estate near financial ruin. To save his home and clear his family’s name, he becomes embroiled in a dangerous game of espionage. When his investigation leads him to a beautiful woman who holds information he needs to catch a traitor, Tavis must decide whether to honor his duty to his country or to follow his heart.

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He closed the distance between the two of them until they were once again face to face. “Because if you were mine and I couldn’t find you,” he said, his burr richening his already deep voice, “I’d tear the house and grounds apart until I had you in my arms again.”

“But I don’t want to say goodbye,” Amelia whispered. She swayed toward him, ensnared by his provocative words and enticing nearness.

He seemed to hesitate a moment, perhaps tempted by what he saw written on her face. Shaking his head, he turned to leave, but stopped and faced her again. “Then run away with me, Amelia.”

“Wh-what?” she stuttered, backing away from Tavis. She didn’t know which of them was more shocked. “We hardly know each other!”

“Many marriages begin on less,” Tavis persuaded, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I don’t even know who you are. You could be anybody!”

She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, more tempted by his offer than she was willing to admit to herself. He was giving her a chance to leave behind the solitude and misery her curse had imposed on her from the age of eight. She could leave and start a new life away from London and the gossips of the ton. She could finally have a normal life. A husband. A home. A family of her own. She would no longer be the awkward spinster sister of the lovely Beatrice or the bane of her mother’s existence. She could be free…

What he is saying is crazy! Respectable gentlemen don’t go around offering marriage to near strangers.

Proper young women did not accept offers of marriage from near strangers, either. But, oh, how she was tempted nonetheless to accept and live a life where nobody knew about her curse.

“I could be anybody, ’tis true, lass.” Tavis grabbed her chin between his fingers, forcing her to look at him. “But I also could be somebody, Amelia. Somebody you could care for. Somebody you could marry.”

She jerked her head away and closed her eyes against the promise she saw on his face. Years of proper upbringing and the ensuing scandal if she eloped were the only things holding her back from saying yes.