This is a blurb from An Improper Companion, the first of the Hellfire Trilogy.
'What should we have done without you, Miss Travers?'
'You make too much of my part...' Elizabeth said, but then her breath caught as he moved towards her, looking down at her with such intent that she knew what he meant to do even before he reached out for her. 'Cavendish...'
His lips stopped her words. For a moment she stood stiffly within his arms, but then something opened up inside her and she melted into him, her warmth flooding through in the kiss she returned without restraint. In that moment Elizabeth forgot prudence, forgot her ama's teaching and her notions of propriety. She would at that second in time have granted him anything he asked of her and considered the world well lost for love.