A Fallen Woman (Brides of Bath, Book 3) [Kindle Edition]

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You'll be seduced by A Fallen Woman, the most recent Regency romance by Cheryl Bolen. .this emotional story of the woman's journey from despair to triumph has what we all want coming from a love story. – In Print

A story of healing, forgiveness and change that can make readers cheer. – Romantic Times

I would recommend A Fallen Woman to anyone." – Escape to Romance

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Since his commanding officer in the Peninsula took a bullet intended for him, James Moore, the Earl of Rutledge, feels responsible for the dead man's young son and also the boy's exquisite mother, Carlotta Ennis – so responsible which he purports to marry the lavender-eyed beauty. Though their marriage was not to get an affection match, Carlotta's torturing presence has James yearning to create her his true wife.

Though she did not love his lordship, her desperate situation forced her to just accept his proposal. Little did she know she'd come to crave being with him, would hunger for his every touch. If only she could possibly be worthy from the fine man she's married, if only she'll keep him from learning her dark secret . . .
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While looking forward to James's tub to fill, Carlotta knelt at his feet and assisted him in removing his muddied boots.

"Never mind me," he said. "I daresay Mannington can manage. You'll must remove the soot and mud from your own self."

She met his gaze and spoke throatily. "I need to send Mannington away."

Now he understood. As exhausted as he was, he understood with his fantastic body feebly responded towards the velvet tone of her seductive voice.

Mannington stepped from your dressing room with clean clothing for his master.

"I shan't need you any more tonight, Mannington," James said, his eyes never leaving Carlotta's.

"Very good, sir," the valet answered flatly while he set the clothing on James's bed then switched on his heel and departed.

With the firelight as a backdrop, James watched the footmen pour the final kettles water into the tub, then leave the bed chamber.

Watching her husband with smoldering eyes, Carlotta reached for his buttons. James drew in the breath. She started to unfasten them, one by one. When she was finished, she lay her hand within the hair that matted on his chest. "So white there compared to here," she whispered as her hand reached to stroke his blackened face.

His breathing grew more harsh, his mind and heart shaken with their depths by her gentleness--and his ever-swelling passion for her.

Slowly, she removed the shirt from him. "Shall we stand?" she whispered.

James answered her without words, pulling her on top of him. Her hands slipped towards the bare skin beneath his breeches, and she gave them a tug. "I shall require your assistance in removing these, my darling."

My darling? Good God in heaven! He was start to believe his wife had, indeed, fallen in love with him.