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    When Love Leads To Scandal: The Townsbridges, #2
    When Love Leads To Scandal: The Townsbridges, #2
    When Love Leads To Scandal: The Townsbridges, #2
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    When Love Leads To Scandal: The Townsbridges, #2

    By Sophie Barnes

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    Two people fated to be together…

    Recently engaged to the Earl of Langdon, Lady Bethany is content with the knowledge that she's made a wonderful match for herself. Until a chance encounter with a handsome stranger makes her wish she was still unattached – a sentiment that grows even stronger when circumstance causes her to spend more time in this gentleman's company.

    And the duty that threatens to come between them…

    Charles Townsbridge is not prepared to learn that the mystery woman he met in the park, the very same woman he cannot get out of his head, is in fact his friend's fiancé. Determined to do the right thing, he tasks himself with quashing the attraction, only to discover that the heart cannot be so easily controlled.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSophie Barnes
    Release dateFeb 19, 2019
    ISBN9781386554479
    When Love Leads To Scandal: The Townsbridges, #2
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    Sophie Barnes

    Born in Denmark, USA TODAY bestselling author Sophie Barnes spent her youth traveling with her parents to wonderful places all around the world. She's lived in five different countries, on three different continents, and speaks Danish, English, French, Spanish, and Romanian. But, most impressive of all, she's been married to the same man three times—in three different countries and in three different dresses. When she's not busy dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys spending time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching romantic comedies and, of course, reading.

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      When Love Leads To Scandal - Sophie Barnes

      By Sophie Barnes

      Novels

      The Forgotten Duke

      More Than A Rogue

      The Infamous Duchess

      No Ordinary Duke

      The Illegitimate Duke

      The Girl Who Stepped Into The Past

      The Duke of Her Desire

      Christmas at Thorncliff Manor

      A Most Unlikely Duke

      His Scandalous Kiss

      The Earl’s Complete Surrender

      Lady Sarah’s Sinful Desires

      The Danger in Tempting an Earl

      The Scandal in Kissing an Heir

      The Trouble with Being a Duke

      The Secret Life of Lady Lucinda

      There’s Something About Lady Mary

      Lady Alexandra’s Excellent Adventure

      How Miss Rutherford Got Her Groove Back

      Novellas

      When Love Leads To Scandal

      Miss Compton’s Christmas Romance

      The Duke Who Came To Town

      The Earl Who Loved Her

      The Governess Who Captured His Heart

      Mistletoe Magic (from Five Golden Rings: A Christmas Collection)

      Chapter One

      MARCH 1, 1820

      Smoky clouds scurried across the London sky as Charles Townsbridge made his way toward the park. He’d gotten into the habit of going for early morning walks years ago when his sister, Sarah, had acquired her first puppy. Their parents, Viscount and Viscountess Roxley, hadn’t known about the stray for quite some time, and since Sarah had feared they’d make her get rid of it if they knew, Charles had offered to help. For the next eight years, he’d taken the dog, who’d been named Mozart, out every morning. Because even when his parents were made aware of Mozart’s existence and had allowed him to remain beneath their roof, it turned out that Sarah did not have the necessary discipline required at her young age to care for a dog. As she’d gotten older, she’d become more responsible and had suggested to Charles that she should start taking Mozart out in the mornings. He’d apparently revealed how loath he was to part with the task, for she’d only done it once before tactfully asking him if he’d mind continuing.

      It was now two years since Mozart had gone off to meet his maker, and yet Charles could not seem to stop taking his walks. They provided him with an excellent start to the day, he realized. The fresh air and movement filled his limbs with the energy required to get things done.

      Crossing Piccadilly, Charles was caught by a swift gust of wind. It tugged at his jacket, pulling it tight across his chest before pressing a kiss of cool air to his cheeks. Drawing the brim of his hat down over his brow, he quickened his steps and entered the park where trees bowed their heads in greeting. He was not the only one who’d decided to come here this early. He never was, even though the people at this time of day were sparse and oftentimes only visible at a distance.

      Turning onto the path to his right, he took the same route as usual: past the flowerbeds, up the hill, and then down across the grass to the lake. A pair of ducks and their ducklings were bobbing on the water when Charles reached the embankment. He stopped to watch, a smile pulling at his lips on account of the fluffy little creatures swimming along behind their parents.

      My bonnet! Please, please, please, stop my bonnet!

      Charles turned in response to the outcry to find a collection of straw, ribbons, and feathers tumbling toward him. Behind it came a young lady, her white muslin skirts hiked up in her hand to reveal her stocking-clad ankles as she raced down the hill in pursuit. An older woman followed on her heels, albeit at a much slower pace.

      Determined to help, Charles jogged to the left and caught the straw bonnet right before the wind carried it into the lake. Turning it over in his hand, he straightened the brim and removed a twig and some leaves from the light blue feathers which appeared to be crushed. The ribbons, a slightly darker blue than the feathers, were twisted together, so he untangled them next before fluffing the feathers with his fingers.

      Goodness me, the young lady panted as she skidded to a halt before him. Her close proximity now allowed him to gauge her age. She did not appear to be more than eighteen. I scarcely know how to thank you. She raised her chin with a smile, her blue eyes laughing with quiet amusement. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair undone by the breeze in a way that caused one stray lock to fall in her eye while another trailed over her shoulder. Her mouth, he noted, was a perfect combination of rose-petal pink and strawberry cream.

      Charles frowned. He’d never compared a feature to something edible before. More odd was how his heart seemed to be hammering about in his chest. Deciding it had to be due to the effort of catching the droopy accessory, he took a deep breath and squared his shoulders.

      There’s no need, he murmured, a little surprised by the low timbre of his voice. I am happy to have offered assistance. He handed the item back to her and watched as she returned it to her head, securing it with the ribbons. I’m also relieved that I caught your bonnet when I did, or I would have been forced to go for a swim.

      Her eyes widened with obvious dismay. Oh no. I would never have allowed you to do so.

      Smiling with every intention of putting her at ease, he told her wryly, When a gentleman sets his mind to helping a lady, stopping him can be a challenge.

      The color in her cheeks deepened, and it occurred to Charles she was blushing, which in turn caused a strange surge of heat to creep under his skin. He cleared his throat and acknowledged the older woman who’d now arrived. She panted loudly and gulped down several large breaths while clutching at the side of her waist with one hand.

      Charles addressed her. I believe a short rest on that bench over there might make you feel better. Stepping forward, he offered her his arm and saw the look of surprise on the young lady’s face.

      A complicated mixture of emotions shot through him, compiled from the pleasure of doing something useful and the knowledge that many of those who belonged to his set would not offer help to a servant. And that was clearly what this woman was – a maid, most likely, charged with acting as chaperone.

      He guided her to the bench and helped ease her down onto the seat. Better? he inquired. The chaperone nodded. Try taking a few deep breaths. Slowly. Not so fast.

      She did as he suggested and gradually managed to recover from her exertion. Thank you, sir. I’m ever so grateful for your assistance.

      As am I, the young lady told him. She’d followed him and the older woman over to the bench and was now standing right beside him.

      A jolt of awareness shot through Charles, most likely because she was closer than he’d expected. He turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers and...something indescribable tumbled through him, racing along every vein and snapping at each of his nerves. He’d heard his sisters talk about fated romantic encounters and falling in love at first sight and a slew of other fanciful notions that young girls dreamed of. What he hadn’t imagined was that he would ever have cause to wonder if such things were actually possible or if it might one day happen to him.

      He did so now, however, for there was something about this woman that sparked his interest. But then the chaperone coughed, and Charles shook his head. He’d obviously lost his mind. There was no such thing as love at first sight, just physical attraction, which was hardly enough to call for courtship or marriage.

      With this in mind, he took a step sideways, adding a bit more distance so as not to have his senses stirred even further by the young lady’s scent. It was far too sweet to be ignored and only served to tempt him with possibilities.

      So he touched the brim of his hat with his hand and addressed both women. It has been a pleasure, but I fear I must be going now since my family will be waiting for me to join them for breakfast. What reason was there to linger?

      Do you live far from here? the young lady asked. Her

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