Chapter 22
She was not a virgin.
Had he not already harboured suspicions about her, he might not have cared. Anyone this beautiful, this vivacious and bold, this positive about her destiny, would certainly have engaged the attentions of a young man or two. Despite what she claimed about her lack of appeal to the men of the ton, and the crude way in which her father had attempted to isolate her from the world, she was so determined and so intelligent that Jocelyn found it hard to believe that she had allowed herself to remain on the fringes of society for so long.
He had never imagined himself married at all. But, had he imagined it, he would not have seen himself with an aristocratic young lady with pale blonde hair and the face and body of an angel. Instead, he reflected, he might have
