When I Loved a Charmer

By Dawn Brower

Lady Calliope Andrews was warned to stay away from Jonah Adams, the Viscount of Goodland. More than one person issued that warning, but her brother emphasized it the loudest. So of course she had to do the exact opposite. The charming rogue intrigued her...

Each of Jonah's friends fell hard, and fast. He's the last of the scandalous gentlemen left, and he's determined to remain unwed. But he never counted on the temptation that Callie would present, and fears he may follow the same path. So he decides to put distance between them, unfortunately it may be too late.

When he realizes his mistake he fears no amount of charm may win Callie's heart.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn Brower
• Release date: Aug 23, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005531461

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When I Loved a Charmer

When I Loved a Charmer

SCANDALOUS GENTLEMEN

BOOK FOUR

DAWN BROWER

Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Epilogue

Thank You

Acknowledgments

About Dawn Brower

Also by Dawn Brower

Excerpt: Courting a Christmas Wallflower

Prologue

Chapter 1

Excerpt: His Scandalous Siren

Prologue

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

When I Loved a Charmer © 2022 Dawn Brower

Cover art by Midnight Muse

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

For all those that find strength when they need it most. Do not give up. You never know what you might discover in the middle of your journey.

You must be the best judge of your own happiness.

JANE AUSTEN, EMMA

Prologue

Lady Calliope Andrews was on a mission, and she refused to accept defeat. She would attend the Christmastide house party at the Duke of Lindsey’s estate, and her brother would agree. She had to go. She just had to, because if she didn’t, then she might not be a social success. Calliope intended to find a husband in her first season—and one that would be a superior match. She would be the talk of the ton, and not in a scandalous way. She adored her brother, but she did not appreciate the reputation he had cultivated over the years. It would be a deterrent in society. A man had far more freedom than women, and as his little sister they would be watching her to see if she ha similar tendencies.

Daniel? Calliope said as she entered her brother’s study. She was a little apprehensive because he could be cross when interrupted. She nibbled on her bottom lip as she took a tentative step toward his desk and silently prayed he wouldn’t be difficult.

Yes, Calliope? Daniel lifted his gaze to meet hers. He rubbed his temples a little absentmindedly. Drat. His head must ache. She would have to be quick and leave. She hated how hard he worked. Her brother didn’t seem happy to her, and she needed him to be in an amiable mood.

She walked to the front of his desk and stood there with her hands behind her back, trying her best not to fidget under is scrutinizing gaze. She was pretty sure she knew what he saw when he looked at her. Daniel didn’t want to think of her as a grown woman and often treated her as if she were still nothing more than his kid sister. But she was no longer that little girl and he had to accept that. Callie had golden blonde curls that were currently pinned on top of her head in a plait and twisted into a chignon. Her day dress was a cornflower blue that matched her eyes. She wanted a husband, and a life that wasn’t lived inside her childhood home. If she had any hope of seeing that come to fruition she had to make some headway with her brother.

About the invitation to the Christmastide...

No, he interrupted her. His tone was firm and harsh. That was not a good sign. She barely held back a sigh of irritation. He held her gaze and told her, We are not going.

Please, Calliope said in a pleading tone. It’ll help me. In a few months I’ll have my come out and this will give me a chance to learn some of the social skills I’ll need. These are people you socialize with regularly, isn’t it? Why don’t you want to go? She didn’t understand her brother’s reluctance to socialize. Did he really think some young miss would somehow force him to marry? Calliope wished he would consider find a wife. He’d probably be less irritable if he did.

Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. His pain must have worsened. She bit her lip pensively as she waited for him to answer. I hate Christmastide, he reminded her.

She pouted. Calliope hated that she had to act like a spoiled child to make him listen to her. Then be grumpy the entire time. It is what you do every year, anyway. Calliope placed her palms on his desk and met his gaze. I want my season to be successful. Please don’t be difficult. I need your help if I am to have a successful debut.

Calliope would be eight and ten in a month, and her first season would be soon. The Christmastide party was informal, and she had been invited along with him. He had to see how it would be beneficial for her. She could become more acquainted with the Duchess of Lindsey, the hostess of the event, and that connection would be nearly guarantee Callie’s success.

He tilted his head to the side giving the appearance he was deliberating about what she’d said. He sighed. I’ll consider it, he told her.

She rolled her eyes. Consider fast. We will have to depart London soon if we’re going to travel to the Duke of Lindsey’s home in the country. Callie had already instructed her maid to pack hoping she would be able to convince her brother of the wisdom of attending the house party. Daniel didn’t need to know that part though.

Is that so? He fought a smile. I hadn’t realized that. If you need an answer now, I believe I already gave you one. He could be such an arse sometimes…

She held back the retort she was about to spit back at him, but couldn’t hold in the groan. Why are you being so difficult? She plopped down on a chair near his desk. I thought you loved me. Her tone was full of the exasperation she projected quite dramatically before him. Hopefully this ridiculous fit would make him see things her way. She couldn’t wait until she could act like the adult she actually was, and not like the mindless girl her brother seemed to believe her to be. What would it take for her brother to see her that way? Why can’t you just say yes?

Has anyone ever told you that patience is a virtue?

She pinned him with a ferocious glare. Has anyone ever told you that your behavior is tedious?

His lips twitched. Yes, he replied in an amused tone. You have. Several times in fact.

It bears repeating, she said in a droll tone. Now about the house party?

He tapped his finger on the desk. Why wouldn’t he say yes already? All right, he conceded. We can go. We will even leave early. He glanced at his ledgers with annoyance. They were probably why he had head pain. Calliope could sympathize. She wouldn’t want that responsibility herself. Lindsey asked me to come before his wife’s family descended upon them. Have your maid pack your trunk. We will leave at dawn.

She clapped her hands in excitement. It was a good thing her maid was already doing just that… Have I ever told you that you are my favorite brother. Thank heaven he saw reason. She couldn’t wait to reach the house party and start socializing.

He narrowed his gaze. I am your only brother.

Then it is fortunate that I like you. She told him. Thank you, she said in an earnest tone. "Christmas isn’t your favorite time of the year. I want you to know I do understand that. She smiled. It sounds as if the duke does too. Is that why he asked you to come early. She tilted her head to the side. Wait... If you already planned to go, why did you tell me no?"

He shook his head. "I was going to write