Reade and Jenny can finally marry and start a family—or can they?

Reade and Jenny are in the midst of planning the wedding, which, given the importance of the Marquess of Catherwood getting married, is a very large affair. There are planners for every part of the event, along with bringing the quaint, historical chapel back to its past glory because Jenny is insistent on being married there.

But Reade’s evil half-brothers have other plans for them, so once again Reade must protect the free-spirited woman he adores. Jenny loves her independence, but as Reade tells her, there are no do-overs with death threats. What will it take for Catherwood’s decadent legacy to finally be put to rest? Will Reade and Jenny get their happily ever after?

This is book four in the Catherwood series but can be enjoyed independently.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, power exchange, and adult themes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Excerpt

For Jenny, she loved being with Reade. He was the best lover she’d ever had, and it wasn’t just that he was in such good physical condition and so attentive to her desires. There was something more, something she’d never admit to him, but the same aura of authority and power that she sometimes complained about in everyday life was a total turn-on in bed. It wasn’t any one thing, but there was no mistaking that he was a man born to command, and it excited the hell out of her when they made love.

It was almost two hours later when they finally decided to call it a night. Jenny tucked herself under his arm and he draped his other one over her protectively, keeping his Jenny safe against him while they slept.

“I love you,” she whispered, struggling to keep her eyes open a minute longer.

“Not as much as I love you,” he murmured as he leaned his head down to kiss her one last time. “There’s only one way I could love you more.”

“How?” she asked sleepily.

“If you were my marchioness. I’m afraid I might just burst with pride when that finally happens.”

She giggled. “Even if I’m the naughtiest marchioness ever?”

“Even then.”