“Fine.” He looked away first, turning his attention back to the items
he’d collected upon his desk. “If you want to join me, then you may.”
She squared her shoulders and stood a bit straighter having won their
duel of wills. “Good.”
Without another word or a single glance, Chesterton left the room.
Not one to be left behind, Wilhelmina hurried after him, through the
study and up the stairs.
“Where are we going?” she asked once they’d reached the top, breathless
from the burst of activity.
He strode down the corridor, seemingly unaffected by the brisk climb.
“To my bedroom.”
She immediately stopped. “Your bedroom? Why ever would we go in there?”
Chesterton turned back to her, one sardonic eyebrow arched high. “To change,”
he answered. “You didn’t expect me to head out in this, did you?” He turned and
continued toward the room, looking back at her before entering. “Are you
coming?” he asked, voice smooth as warm chocolate.
This wasn’t the first time she’d been lured into George’s bedroom. He’d
been an earl, the courtesy title bestowed upon him at birth, but more than
that, he’d been a gentleman. Apparently, he’d lost that when he’d inherited the
Marquisate. His bedroom was no longer an inviting sanctuary, and this invitation
was not one of love as it had once been, but a lewd proposition, tenderness
replaced by cruelty, as he watched expectantly for her reaction.
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” she stuttered, trying in vain to
remain calm and collected as he started to untie the sash about his waist
holding his robe closed. He let it fall to the ground and the robe opened,
revealing his chest and torso in all its naked glory.
And it was indeed glorious.
She quickly averted her glance, whipping her head around and staring
attentively at the painting on the wall.
“Is something the matter, Mrs. Turner?”
She was not about to play this game. She didn’t have the time, and he
didn’t deserve the enjoyment it would undoubtedly bring him to see her suffer
so. And most importantly, she couldn’t play because she knew good and well that
she had no chance of winning.
BLURB:
When
Wilhemina Turner’s younger sister runs off with a young Lothario, she has no
choice but to turn to the notorious rake who broke his promise and her heart,
for assistance. George Bartlett, the Marquess of Chesterton, hasn’t forgotten
the woman who hurt him so many years ago, but can’t deny her request, knowing
that his brother’s reputation, and fortune, is at risk. A series of misfortunes
leave the straight-laced widow and committed bachelor stranded, sharing both
close quarters and old secrets. But when morning comes, will this unlikely pair
find a second chance at love?
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jessica Jefferson
makes her home in Almost-Chicago with her husband, two young daughters, French
bulldog Lulu, and English bulldog Pete.
When she's not busy trying to find middle-ground between being a modern
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[insert city here]" and performing unnecessary improvements to her home
and property.
Jessica writes
Regency-era historical romance with a modern twist where she invites her
readers to fall in love with romance again.
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