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this season. Would you settle for canapés and a cup of tepid lemonade?”
    It was her turn to smile. “I’m not returned for the aristocracy.”
    He leaned in at that, coming closer, wrapping her in the heat of him. He was a devastatingly handsome man, and in another time, as another person, with another life, she might have welcomed his approach. Might have met it head-on. Might have given herself up to the temptation of him.
    It seemed unfair that Georgiana had never had such a chance. Or was it a desire? Lady Mary’s insult echoed. Whore. The word she could not escape, no matter how false it was.
    She’d thought it was love.
    She’d thought he was her future.
    Learned quickly that love and betrayal came together.
    And now… whore .
    It was a strange thing to have one’s reputation so thoroughly destroyed with such a flagrant lie. To have a false identity heaped upon one’s shoulders.
    Oddly, it made one want to live it, just to have a taste of truth.
    But to live it, she was required to trust, and that would never happen again.
    “I know you’re not returned for them,” he said softly, the tone tempting. “You’re returned for Caroline.”
    She snapped back from him. “Don’t speak her name.”
    There was a beat as the cold warning in the words wrapped around them. He watched her carefully, and she tried her best to look young. Innocent. Weak. Finally, he said, “She is not my concern.”
    “But she is mine.” Caroline was everything.
    “I know. I saw you nearly topple poor Lady Mary for mentioning her.”
    “Lady Mary is in no way poor.”
    “And she should know better than to insult a child.”
    “Just as you should have?” The words were out before she could stop them.
    He inclined his head. “As I should have.”
    She shook her head. “Your apology is rather late, sir.”
    “Your daughter is the only thing that could have brought you back to this. You don’t need it for yourself.”
    Warning flared. What did he know? “I don’t understand.”
    “I only mean that with this many years between you and scandal, an attempt at redemption would only draw long dead attention to you.”
    He understood what others seemed to miss. The years away had been tremendously freeing once she’d accepted the idea that she’d never have the life for which she’d been so well prepared. It wasn’t just the corset and skirts that constricted now. It was the knowledge that mere feet away, there were hundreds of prying eyes watching, judging, waiting for her to make a mistake.
    Hundreds of people, with no purpose, desperate to see her fall.
    But this time, she was more powerful than any of them.  
    He spoke again. “No doubt, your love for her is what will make you the heroine of our play.”
    “There is no play.”
    He smiled, all knowing. “As a matter of fact, my lady, there is.”
    How long had it been since someone had used the honorific with her? How long since they’d done it without insult or judgment or artifice?
    Had it ever happened?
    “Even if there were a play,” she allowed, “it is in no way ours .”
    He watched her for a long moment before he said, “I think it might be ours, you know. You see, I find myself quite fascinated.”
    She ignored the heat that came with the words. Shifted, straightening her shoulders. “I can’t imagine why.”
    He came closer. His voice dropped even lower. “Can’t you?”
    Her gaze snapped to his, the words echoing through her. He was her answer. He, the man who told Society what to think, and when, and about whom. He could tempt Langley for her. He could tempt anyone he liked for her.
    Lord knew he was a very tempting man.  
    She resisted the errant thought. Returned to the matter at hand.
    Duncan West could secure her a title and a name.
    He could secure Caroline a future. Georgiana had allowed herself to watch this man for years, in the world where they stood on equal footing. But now, in the darkness, faced with him, he seemed at once threat and