One passionate, illicit kiss sends Charlotte fleeing, leaving only a delicate blue ribbon behind. oh, business would be a splendid pleasure. Rafe was warned to never mix the business of marriage with pleasure, but when it comes to her. Only, when he calls on a potential bride, he instead finds the pert, fresh-faced Lady Charlotte. When she lays down the highest ultimatum, he'll need to find a duchess. But the only thing stronger than the duke is his mother. Rafe Dorchester, Duke of Rockford, has done what every self-respecting duke must do-avoid marriage at all costs. Now it's too late to admit she's just plain Charlotte of no particular importance-with cinder-stained hands, a wretched stepfather, and no prospects for marriage. What on earth possessed her to tell the Duke of Rockford that she is a lady? But something about the duke's handsomeness and kind intelligence makes Charlotte blurt out the teeniest, tiniest falsehood. "Charlotte Browne could just kick herself.
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