A Lady's Guide to Mischief and Murder

I knew her love for Leo was true and felt certain she’d take my caution to heart. But what of Mr. Treadwell? If he was such a great friend to Leo, why did he pursue the man’s intended?

“Of course,” he replied, his voice a rich baritone, his smile clearly for Lily alone. The man was a practiced flirt but his expression seemed to hold more than mere flirtation.

I don’t know why Lily hasn’t put a stop to it. Or Leo, for that matter. Treadwell is supposed to be Leo’s best man, but he gives all the appearance of trying to win Lily’s favor.”

Half of Arthur’s face appeared warm and inviting, while the other half looked shadowed and cold.

Hear, hear,” Leo added.
With the two of them determined to brush off the incident and get on with the week’s entertainment, it would be churlish for any of the rest of us to kick up a fuss.

she looked for all the world like a hawk poised to attack her younger siblings.

I understood. Armed with a plan, they wanted nothing to interfere with it. Even a well-intentioned mother.

He rested a finger against my lips. “Don’t even ask. You know I can’t tell you.”
“I’m marrying a very mysterious man,”

His voice dropped to a low growl, sending shivers across my shoulders.

Dearest George. Still in his arms, I reached up to brush back a dark lock of hair. I loved that I had to tip my head back to look into his eyes, but was close enough to see the dark rim surrounding the paler green iris, so full of mystery. It could take years to unravel the mystery of this man, and I would treasure every one.