The Marquess Tames His Bride. Annie Burrows

but for the first time, he’d made it sound as though she wasn’t a total disaster.

      And he wasn’t laughing at her. Or mocking her. Or provoking her into an argument.

      Suddenly she had to sit down. Because her knees were buckling. Oh, dear, whatever was she going to do? She was used to sparring with him. But if he started paying her compliments and kissing her whenever he felt like it, however was she going to resist him?

      Because she had to.

      Or he would, one day, casually break her heart without even noticing.