Peregrine

Gideon's brother Perry has been caught up in an incident— finding a stowaway housemaid in his carriage as he's bound for London...

I may be a lowly housemaid and he a powerful viscount but I plan to seduce this rake who refuses to touch me.

Propriety be damned.

Getting him to teach me what love is seems like just the right challenge to soothe my damaged soul. I know this is a dangerous proposition. He's powerful, beautiful, and has the heart of a true hero... and I'm afraid that once we're in London leaving him will be the hardest thing I've ever done.

My brother is the one. Not me. My brother. He's the one who has to marry, has to procreate but me? My life is my own for the most part... at least it had been, until my brother met the woman of his dreams and managed to ruin one in the process. So I left. I left his home, I left the my charges, I left everyone behind to return to London and get my life back.

I didn't make it far though. Lilly has stowed away in my carriage, and I'm in the worst dilemma of my life. The things she wants... the things she demands of me... I can not. But her need for this, her need to feel something, and her want for it to be me— it does something to me. I can't touch her, but I can't stay away from her.

Now I have to figure out how to let her go, because she deserves so much more than a rake like me.