{"id":37929,"date":"2026-07-22T18:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-07-22T08:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.suzilove.com\/?p=37929"},"modified":"2026-07-22T16:05:47","modified_gmt":"2026-07-22T06:05:47","slug":"book-hooks-brent-looked-at-lillian-is-she-correct-youve-been-lonely-regencyromance-histrom-readaregency-eroticromance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.suzilove.com\/?p=37929","title":{"rendered":"Book Hooks: Brent looked at Lillian. \u2018Is she correct? You\u2019ve been lonely.\u2019#RegencyRomance #HistRom #ReadARegency #EroticRomance"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Pleasure House Ball: <\/strong>Brenton, Lord Mallory, attends his first courtesan\u2019s ball in ten years to appease his concerned friends, though he\u2019d rather stay home and read to his motherless daughter. Though mortified that Brenton unmasks her at a scandalous ball, Lady Lillian Armstrong doesn\u2019t regret their night together. Book 3 Irresistible Aristocrats books2read.com\/suzilovePHB<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u2018Lillian,\u2019 Brent hissed through gritted teeth. \u2018Have you been paying attention to me? I know most of the gentlemen attending this ball and there isn\u2019t one of them that\u2019s good enough for you.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Not even you?\u2019 At his shocked look, she waved her hand between them. \u2018Sorry. I know you\u2019re not interested in me. Not in that way, anyway.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She watched his Adam\u2019s apple bob as he swallowed, hard. Was she mistaken? Did he find her attractive, after all? Because, Lord knew, she found him, and his muscled body, very enticing. Many a time she\u2019d ridden behind him purposely so she could watch his taut behind rise and fall in the saddle, his thighs stretched tight as he rose slightly in the stirrups and his coat pulling across wide shoulders. She\u2019d secretly been pleased that he wouldn\u2019t allow visitors to his house, declaring that he and his daughter were still grieving. Though she knew that was a fabrication to prevent his mother from bringing a constant stream of eligible ladies to visit, she enjoyed being the only woman who saw him dressed down and carefree as they rode together. Which they did often.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With her head tilted to one side so she could peer up at him, she said, \u2018Are you? Interested in me that way? As a woman.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She heard the hiss of his indrawn breath and sensed she was about to be rejected. Being rejected by her husband had wounded her feminine pride, though even that pain hadn\u2019t destroyed her. By contrast, if her best friend, the man that knew her better than her mother, turned away from her, the pain would kill her. She spun towards the door, desperate to escape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Ah, there you are.\u2019 Her companion, Maggie, stepped through the balcony doorway and strode towards her. She eyed Brenton, slowly appraising him from top to toe, before turning her back to him. \u2018I was worried when I couldn\u2019t find you. Are you all right?\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brenton stepped around Maggie and gave her the same disdainful look as she\u2019d given him. He gave a small bow and said, \u2018I\u2019m Brenton. And your name is\u2026?\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Maggie rolled her eyes. \u2018I know better than to reveal myself here. And I already know who you are, my lord.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lillian squirmed when Brent\u2019s gaze flicked towards her and back to Maggie. \u2018I\u2019ve told my friend about you, Brent.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018I see.\u2019 He turned to Maggie and leaned in close. \u2018And what sort of friend are you that you brought a young woman to an event that caters to less than respectable ladies?\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018The best sort, my lord.\u2019 Maggie didn\u2019t flinch form Brent\u2019s blunt question. \u2018The sort of friend who recognizes that a woman has been scarred by men and life and needs a chance to enjoy herself without censure. Needs a night of fun and frolic, rather than one of fear and loneliness.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Loneliness?\u2019 Brent repeated the word in surprise and looked at Lillian. \u2018Is she correct? You\u2019ve been lonely.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018In my marriage, yes, I was lonely. Geoffrey didn\u2019t like me to see my own friends or family too much. He wanted me at home, where he could keep me under control, or attending events on his arm. A decorative addition to enhance his reputation as a man who purchased only the best quality goods. Immaculate clothing, flashy carriage, well-bred horses, and a household where he ruled supreme. There was little room for me to breathe.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He touched her arm. \u2018I\u2019m sorry to have failed you so badly. I was so swept up in my own misery and battling to keep my wife\u2019s affairs under wraps that I gave no thought to how your life was when in London.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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