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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twentyfive
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Chapter Thirty-four
Chapter Thirty-five
Chapter Thirty-six
Chapter Thirty-seven
Chapter Thirty-eight
Chapter Thirty-nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-one
Chapter Forty-two
Teaser chapter
Praise for the Novels of Connie Brockway
Skinny Dipping
“Realistically quirky characters, delightfully clever writing, and a warmly nourishing story about family, friendship, and love come together brilliantly.”
—Chicago Tribune
“Spiked with her addictively acerbic wit, Brockaway’s latest beguiling blend of women’s fiction and romance...unfolds into a richly nourishing tale of family, friendship, love, and laughter.”
—Booklist
“Bittersweet and touching . . . [a] most satisfying tale.”
—Romantic Times
“Just right for a long winter day.”
—Minnesota Monthly
“A witty, warmhearted novel that will keep the reader laughing. This hilarious, mysterious and romantic book is a keeper.”
—Romance Junkies
“An exquisitely rendered setting, an abundance of complex family dynamics, a story that explores what it means to belong, and a beautifully developed romantic relationship guarantee the appeal of this well-crafted tale for both romance and women’s fiction fans alike.”
—Library Journal
Hot Dish
“Rapier wit and dazzling prose . . . Brockway writes sheer magic.”
—Elizabeth Bevarly
“A dazzling contemporary debut!”—Christina Dodd
“A hilarious, bittersweet look at going home.”
—Eloisa James
“Wry, witty, and wonderful! This cast of unforgettable characters will tickle your funny bone and your heartstrings.”
—Teresa Medeiros
“This combination caper and comedy-of-errors story is just wacky enough to keep you giggling. Brava!”
—Romantic Times
“A smart and funny page-turner.”
—All About Romance
“Splendidly satisfying. With its surfeit of realistically quirky characters and sharp wit, Hot Dish is simply superb.”
—Booklist
The Rose Hunter Trilogy: My Surrender
“By brilliantly blending an exquisitely sensual romance between two deliciously stubborn individuals into a plot rife with danger, deception and desire, and then wrapping the whole thing up in wickedly witty and elegant writing Brockway deftly demonstrates her gift for creating richly imagined completely irresistible love stories.”
—Library Journal (starred review)
The Rose Hunter Trilogy: My Seduction
“A well-crafted, engaging read.”
—Publishers Weekly
“A fabulous love story . . . wicked, tender, playful, and sumptuous. Too wonderful to resist.”
—Lisa Kleypas
The Rose Hunter Trilogy: My Pleasure
“This is why people read romance . . . an exceptionally good read.”
—All About Romance
Bridal Favors
“A scrumptious literary treat . . . wonderfully engaging characters, superbly crafted plot, and prose rich in wit and humor.”
—Booklist
“Never predictable, always refreshing, wonderfully touching, deeply emotional, Ms. Brockway’s books never fail to satisfy. Connie Brockway is simply one of the best.”
—All About Romance
The Bridal Season
“Characters, setting, and plot are all handled with perfect aplomb by Brockway, who displays a true gift for humor. Witty and wonderful.”
—Booklist
“If it’s smart, sexy, and impossible to put down, it’s a book by Connie Brockway.”
—Christina Dodd
The McClairen’s Isle Series: The Ravishing One
“Exquisite romance . . . vivid characters, beautifully atmospheric setting, and sensuous love scenes.”
—Library Journal
“If you’re looking for passion, tenderness, wit, and warmth, you need look no further. Connie Brockway is simply the best.”
—Teresa Medeiros
The McClairen’s Isle Series: The Passionate One
“This is a glorious book.”
—Romance Reviews
“Rich, romantic, and intense.”—Jill Barnett
The McClairen’s Isle Series: The Reckless One
“Readers will enjoy the excitement and passion.”
—Publishers Weekly
My Dearest Enemy
“Connie Brockway is a master at creating sparkling chemistry.”
—Laura Kinsale
As You Desire
“Smart, sassy, sexy, and funny.”
—Romantic Times
My Scottish Summer
“Romance with strength, wit, and intelligence. Connie Brockway delivers!”
—Tami Hoag
Once Upon a Pillow
“[Brockway’s] work brims with warmth, wit, sensuality, and intelligence.”
—Amanda Quick
Also by Connie Brockway
Skinny Dipping
Hot Dish
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To D.B. Thanks for the magic.
Chapter One
Mayfair, London
1892
When exactly had the mediums of London gotten together and decided that the afterworld reeked of sandalwood? Lord Greyson Sheffield wondered, taking a sniff of the séance parlor. Because obviously they had, for in every one of the séances Grey had attended—and he’d attended many—the sickly-sweet stench inevitably preceded the resident spiritualist’s declaration that he’d made contact with the hereafter.
And sure enough, right on cue, Alphonse Brown’s eyes widened with childlike wonder.
In appearance, Brown was typical of male mediums: pasty complexioned, with white-blond hair, a thin, downy mustache, and a slight build. His only remarkable features were his large, heavy-lidded eyes, nearly imbecilic with guilelessness. Grey had been told by several females who’d met the man that he was a comely youth, even though he suspected Brown was close to his own age of thirty-two years. To Grey, he’d looked like a dim-witted adolescent.
But then, Grey doubted two males could have looked more unalike than he and Brown. He was well aware that the combination of his swarthy complexion, the asymmetry of his features achieved by dint of a nose broken in a past altercation, and his perpetually beard-shadowed jaw only augmented his resemblance to a Welsh physical laborer. His burly physique didn’t refute the similarity, either.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, and frankly muscular, all assets he’d used to his advantage in the ring, where he’d been his regiment’s boxing champion for three years running. Happily, those days were done; he’d always disliked being hit. Currently his situation demanded he present a more refined persona to the world, since presenting a refined appearance was out of the question. As the son of a marquess, it was not too great a feat to pull off.
“I sense we are going to meet with success tonight,” the medium now said aloud to the small group gathered in the dark room. “Can you not smell the perfume of the Other Side? Your loved ones are near.”
A rumble of excited murmurs met this remark, followed by the usual round of barely voiced hopes, wet-eyed self-remonstrations, and eager questions, all of which Brown answered with vague assurances. The wealthy industrialist nodded emphatically, while a renowned M.P., recently knighted, swallowed convulsively, and his wife dabbed at her eyes. Next to Grey, a plump opera singer sucked in enough air to sing an aria, while on his other side an ancient German stared sadly at the ceiling above, waiting patiently for a glimpse of his lost love. There was only one empty chair at the table, that being directly across from where Brown sat, on the other side of the opera singer.
“The scent of the divine,” the opera singer whispered raptly.
More likely a smudge pot. The only mystery was how Brown had introduced the scent into the room. Thick velvet draperies covered the walls from ceiling to floor, the only openings being the door through which they’d entered, another in the small cabinet in the corner of the room, and the small, unlit fireplace that Grey had surreptitiously examined while they waited for their host’s arrival. The smell came from none of these sources.
“Mr. Kidd, you look dubious,” Brown said, and Grey cursed himself. Spiritualists were successful because they read their quarry’s every expression and word and designed their responses accordingly. And Brown was very, very successful.
“No. Just distracted,” he said. It had taken him weeks to secure an invitation to this sitting. Brown was cautious. He invited only true believers, and only very wealthy believers. Grey had arranged an introduction to Brown by posing as a recently immigrated and immensely rich widower. “I don’t dare hope too much,” he added.
His answer must have succeeded in reassuring Brown, for he reached across the table and patted Grey’s hand consolingly. Grey tensed as he fought to keep his face immobile.
He’d gotten very good at forgetting the events that had led him into his career as a special prosecutor for the Lord Chief Justice, exposing frauds and confidence tricksters, but every now and then the past awoke and ripped his heart anew before he kicked it back into submission. Just now, when Brown had patted his hand, Grey had been a boy again, quivering with impotent rage as his father fawned over a smug, sweating little toad of a man who’d hinted that he might be able to contact the marquess’s long-dead daughter—Grey’s half sister, Johanna. Grey had stood at his father’s side, humiliated and impotent. The toad had noted Grey’s revulsion and patted his hand in just such a manner, his hard eyes mocking him as he’d simpered, “Now, don’t you worry, lad. I’ll find your dear sister for your dad. No matter how long it takes.”
It had taken two years, a huge portion of his family’s heirlooms, and most of his father ’s unentailed properties. After his father ’s death, the recovery of each penny and every artifact had become Grey’s raison d’être.
That, along with the complete annihilation of the toad.
But Grey hadn’t stopped there. He found he enjoyed being the predator in this game, chasing his quarry to ground, dragging them into a court of law, where he exposed them as gimcrack charlatans, destroying their reputations and their livelihoods.
“Let us begin,” the spiritualist now said, bringing Grey back to the moment.
Grey watched, interested. Brown rose and headed toward a cabinet in the back of the room. Though Grey had seen spirit cabinets before, he’d never seen a male simulate the effect. Generally, a female medium would enter the cabinet and forthwith fall into a “trance.” Only in this state could she conjure up the “spirit guide,” who would appear on the other side of the room. Should anyone open the door to the cabinet during the manifestation, however, not only would the spirit vanish, but the medium’s very life would be imperiled. Or at least her credibility. Because inevitably the spirit was simply the medium herself, who, after circumnavigating the room through a hidden hallway, flounced about in the dark room in a bedsheet and a wig.
Grey hoped to God Brown didn’t don a wig. Even a medium should draw the line somewhere.
But Brown simply opened the door, whispered something within, and turned with a tremulous smile. “My wife, Francesca.”
A sylph entered the room. A creature of moonlight and shadows, wary, a hint of trepidation in the cant of her brows and the angle of her chin. That was his first impression of Francesca Brown, not of her beauty—he barely noted it at first—but of the isolation that surrounded her like an aura, a detachment that suggested she did not share the same air with mortal men.
He shook his head, troubled by such uncharacteristic fancifulness. She was young, perhaps not yet twenty, and luminous. There was no other word for it. Her eyes glowed like polished onyx....
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