The Impostor (The Liars Club, Book 2) - Softcover

Bradley, Celeste

Softcover

ISBN 10: 0312984863 ISBN 13: 9780312984861

Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks, 2003

Synopsis

It isn't easy moving about Society dressed like a dandy-especially when one is a ruthless spy. But that's precisely the latest mission for Liar's Club agent Dalton Montmorecy. Dalton is posing as Sir Thorogood, the elusive cartoonist whose scathing political caricatures have all of London abuzz. The true identity of Sir Thorogood is a mystery, and Dalton hopes that impersonating him will flush out the real menace before his cartoons do further damage to the Crown. Now, if Dalton could only find a way to get the irksome, yet oddly appealing widow, Clara Simpson, off his trail...

When Clara meets Sir Thorogood at a ball, she's certain he is an impostor-because she's the true Sir Thorogood. Secretly penning the cartoons under the frothy nom de plume, Clara hopes to save enough money so that she can leave her in-laws and find a new residence. Now she is determined to reveal an imposter's identity-and that means doing some undercover work herself. But pretending to be someone you're not has a funny way of making a woman do things she wouldn't ordinarily dream of-even if it drives her straight into the arms of her devilishly handsome adversary!

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From the Inside Flap:

Dalton had a problem. And it was growing larger by the moment...

Rose's warm firm little body was driving him mad. He'd bent his head slightly to whisper to her, and he hadn't been able to make himself move away afterward. She smelled like warm heaven, like woman and rose petals and, rather suddenly, like passion.

The skin of her neck was so close that he could feel the heat on his lips. A fraction of an inch more and he would be able to taste her. And dear God, how he wanted to taste her.

He succumbed. Just a brief stolen taste. Just a whisper of his tongue on her fragrant skin.

She jerked slightly and he pressed her still with his palm on her firm rounded hip. Held her still with strength and the fear of discovery for this tiny ravagement. God help him, if she had objected further, he was not sure he would have listened.

Instead, she let her head fall back on his shoulder, exposing more soft neck to his exploring mouth.

A near silent sigh escaped her, a sigh of submission and longing, or so he chose to hear it.

Clara had no sense available to her but touch and scent. The darkness was comforting in its anonymity. If even they couldn't see what they were doing, then perhaps on some level, it wasn't truly done.

Yet the heat of his mouth on her flesh was very real...|Dalton had a problem. And it was growing larger by the moment...

Rose's warm firm little body was driving him mad. He'd bent his head slightly to whisper to her, and he hadn't been able to make himself move away afterward. She smelled like warm heaven, like woman and rose petals and, rather suddenly, like passion.

The skin of her neck was so close that he could feel the heat on his lips. A fraction of an inch more and he would be able to taste her. And dear God, how he wanted to taste her.

He succumbed. Just a brief stolen taste. Just a whisper of his tongue on her fragrant skin.

She jerked slightly and he pressed her still with his palm on her firm rounded hip. Held her still with strength and the fear of discovery for this tiny ravagement. God help him, if she had objected further, he was not sure he would have listened.

Instead, she let her head fall back on his shoulder, exposing more soft neck to his exploring mouth.

A near silent sigh escaped her, a sigh of submission and longing, or so he chose to hear it.

Clara had no sense available to her but touch and scent. The darkness was comforting in its anonymity. If even they couldn't see what they were doing, then perhaps on some level, it wasn't truly done.

Yet the heat of his mouth on her flesh was very real...

From the Back Cover:

He is a member of The Liar's Club, an elite group of renegade spies who work in the service of the Crown. His missions are difficult, dangerous, and undercover, requiring him to study his subject very, very intimately. And he is accustomed to always having his way-whether it's in work or play...The Imposter.

It isn't easy moving about Society dressed like a dandy-especially when one is a ruthless spy. But that's precisely the latest mission for Liar's Club agent Dalton Montmorecy. Dalton is posing as Sir Thorogood, the elusive cartoonist whose scathing political caricatures have all of London abuzz. The true identity of Sir Thorogood is a mystery, and Dalton hopes that impersonating him will flush out the real menace before his cartoons do further damage to the Crown. Now, if Dalton could only find a way to get the irksome, yet oddly appealing widow, Clara Simpson, off his trail...

When Clara meets Sir Thorogood at a ball, she's certain he is an impostor-because she's the true Sir Thorogood. Secretly penning the cartoons under the frothy nom de plume, Clara hopes to save enough money so that she can leave her in-laws and find a new residence. Now she is determined to reveal an imposter's identity-and that means doing some undercover work herself. But pretending to be someone you're not has a funny way of making a woman do things she wouldn't ordinarily dream of-even if it drives her straight into the arms of her devilishly handsome adversary!

About this edition

• Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks
• Publication date: 2003
• ISBN 10: 0312984863
• ISBN 13: 9780312984861
• Binding: Mass Market Paperback
• Number of pages: 384