title: Her Scandalous Intentions
author:  Sari Robins 
description: With its conventional plot and cookie-cutter protagonists, Robins's Regency-era debut doesn't break any new ground, but fans of romance-cum-espionage adventures will take pleasure in the characters' easy banter and daring escapades. James Morgan, a duke who is now spying for the Crown, finds himself in a quandary after he mistakes sweet, charitable Charlotte Hastings for a traitorous thief intent on financing Napoleon's restoration to power. James intends to wring a confession from Charlotte during a weekend party, but when he is caught in her room, he claims she's his betrothed in order to save her reputation. Believing James may be a traitor, Charlotte initially refuses to go along with his charade, so he kidnaps her and endures several groin injuries before the avuncular General Cumseby, a friend to both, sets the matter to rights. Though the two no longer suspect one another, they still have their pretend betrothal, which proves useful as they join forces to ferret out the real villain. James and Charlotte spend as much time working together as they do arguing, but their silent caring for one another shines through even when they're at odds. Neither a humorous romp nor a saga, this will appeal to readers who enjoy steely heroes and strong-willed heroines who give as good as they get.<br />Copyright 2002 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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  A desperate highwaywoman...
  
  Holding a lord at gunpoint, Miss Sari Trevor wonders how it came to this. One
  look into the icy gray eyes of Michael D’Alency Alistair, Earl of Crayle, and
  she knows she’s out of her depth. But then, this enigmatic lord makes Sari a
  mysterious offer of employment...
  
  Although she challenges his rigid self-control, Sari is perfect for the secret
  agency of spies Michael manages. But helping tutor this daring beauty proves
  to be a sensual assault Michael isn’t prepared for...and a temptation neither
  can resist!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She raised the pistol and waited, trying to stay calm. She felt the warmth of
  his body behind her and flinched slightly when his hands grasped her
  shoulders, moving her so that her body faced more squarely down the lane.
  
  “I know this will feel strange to you,” he said calmly. He was so close she
  could feel his breath, warm against her nape. His hand moved to her upper arm,
  just closing on it gently, urging it back.
  
  “Move your