title: An Indecent Proposition (Signet Eclipse)
author:  Emma Wildes 
description: "A Rising star who Writes Incredible Historical Romance."<br /><br />"Emma Wildes has an amazing flair for taking what could be considered controversial subject matter and turning it into a beautiful love story that has the reader cheering... A truly rare and remarkable talent!"<br /><br />"A luxurious and sensual read. Both deliciously wicked and tenderly romantic... I didn't want it to end!" -- Celeste Bradley<br /><br />Regency fans will thrill to this superbly sensual tale of an icy widow and two decadent rakes. When the duke of Rothay and the earl of Manderville make a foolish and scandalously public wager over which of them is the more skillful lover, the firmly respectable and notoriously unavailable Lady Caroline Wynn makes the even more shocking offer to serve as judge. The trio all harbor complex secrets of their own, and as they discreetly begin the judging process far away from the keen eyes of society gossips, more than the lady's reputation and the gentlemen's pride are at risk from their growing passions. Balancing deliciously erotic encounters with compelling romantic tension and populating a convincing historical setting with a strong cast of well-developed characters, prolific romance author Wildes ("A Devil's Bargain") provides a spectacular and skillfully handled story that stands head and shoulders above the average historical romance. <br />?Publisher's Weekly, (Starred Review, Pick o
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  SHE WAS EVERYTHING HE DIDN’T WANT…
  
  
  
  
  
  AND EVERYTHING HE DESPERATELY NEEDED.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  ANDREW BIT BACK A GROAN when the hem of Regina’s skirts swished over the toe
  of his boots. Any closer and she’d be wrapped in his arms. He could smell her
  perfume, a sultry combination of vanilla and lavender that made him want to
  nuzzle her neck and find precisely where she’d dabbed the intoxicating scent.
  
  “I – I shouldn’t have said that,” he rasped even as his hands itched to sink
  into her neat hair and send the pins flying in a dozen different directions.
  There was a velvet sofa right behind her, and he gritted his teeth against the
  sudden image of her sprawled across it beneath him, her arms out flung, her
  mouth damp from his kisses, her eyes heavy lidded with passion.
  
  
  No, he told himself. Devil take it, Andrew, you are not going to kiss the
  wallflower.
  
  But then she reached out and touched his chest, elegant fi