Her fierce accusation evoked a wince of guilt, a long-forgotten emotion. He had indeed become a man who deserved neither her respect nor her admiration. Rising to his feet, he offered his hand to assist her up. She merely glowered at it as if it were disgusting and took hold of the nearest chair for help in pulling herself to her feet. Remaining silent in the face of such a scathing defamation would be construed as a universal acknowledgement of his guilt, a concession he refused to lay at her feet. He answered, his jaw set hard this time, “I am no less secretive about my life than you have been about your own. Privacy deserves respect, do you not agree, madam?”
My second Regency is mainly in the hero’s point-of-view. Lord Rupert is the rakish son of the Marquess of Lansdowne. His covert escapades to ferret out a ring of aristocratic criminals requires that he disappear into the British countryside for a short time under a false identity. Here he meets Alexandra Dancy, a country miss whose family hides its aristocratic origins because they must guard a dark secret. How can the two overcome the prejudices and hidden identities that divide them? Sorry, you will just have to wait and read it to learn the answer.
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