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Who is the mysterious person leaving sometimes horrible and unwanted gifts on the steps of Charlotte Pennyworth’s home?
After making an unhelpful trip to Scotland Yard when she finds a couple of gruesome things on her doorsteps, Charlotte seeks the help of a former Yardman turned PI, although it rankles her to need the assistance of any man.
Elliot Baker really doesn’t want to help. After all he has reasons to not trust women in general. He is certain that Charlotte is hiding something and indeed she is.
The better the two get to know each other the more Charlotte is certain that she is right in keeping her secret, although her feelings for Elliot are becoming stronger.
Will Charlotte’s secret be linked to her stalker? Will her secret lead to her downfall?
These are questions that will be answered late in this convoluted tale.
I gave this book 4.5 of 5.0 stars for storyline and character development and a sensual rating of 3.5 of 5.0 flames. The couple holds off on any real intimacy for an extended period of time as both feel that they may be anticipating a relationship that simply can not be.
I received a complimentary digital ARC of this title by invitation from the publisher via NetGalley to read.
This in no way affected my opinion of this book which I read and reviewed voluntarily.
The Pursuit of Mrs. Pennyworth © Callie Hutton 2018
A light rain had begun to fall when he exited the building. Elliot opened his umbrella and decided to catch an omnibus instead of walking. What he was looking forward to now was an evening in his rooms with a brandy, a warm fireplace, and thoughts of Charlotte.
Now there was a true conundrum. Truth be told, he would enjoy an evening in his rooms with a brandy, a warm fireplace, and Charlotte sitting on his lap. Curled up with her head resting on his shoulder, her plump breasts pressed against his chest. He would slowly unbutton the back of her dress and ease it off her silky-smooth shoulders.
His lips would cast feathered kisses over her neck, his teeth nipping her earlobe. Then, he would—.
The devil take it, he was hard as a rock and sweating, just thinking about her. This nonsense had to stop. She was his client, nothing more. The kisses they’d shared were an aberration. They should not have happened and would not happen again. Yes, she was a lovely woman, but she was hiding something. He sensed it, and his past experience with Annabelle made him more attuned to deception.
He hailed the omnibus and climbed aboard. The light drizzle had turned to a steady rain. Darkness had descended earlier due to the weather, and he shivered, anxious to be home in dry clothes. The horses plodded along, stopping to allow riders to alight and board the vehicle.
Eventually, the conveyance came to a stop a block from his rooms. He stepped onto the pavement and opened his umbrella. He raised the collar on his jacket, and head down against the rain, he hurried toward home. Before he even identified the sound as footsteps behind him, he was thrown to the ground, a large body landing on top of him with a grunt.
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