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Hopefully my guest today will brighten things up a bit for us all.
Please welcome Fiona Miers and Lady Charlotte's Marquess
Lady Charlotte’s Marquess
By Fiona Miers
Book 2 in ‘The heir and a spare’ series
Blurb:
Lady
Charlotte is a Duke’s daughter to her very bones. She has everything her heart
desires, except for the love that she secretly craves. A child of an ugly,
planned marriage, she dreads the union that her parents have and swears never
to marry for anything less that perfect love.
But that seems unlikely when she lives in a world of rogues, and callous gentleman. No-one is good enough for her and she will not give herself to anyone who is unworthy. Even if her brother’s friend Archie is mysterious and handsome, drawing her attention like no other.
Archibald Turner’s life took a swift turn at the tender age of eighteen when he learnt a horrific fate had settled on his brother, and Archie himself would inherit his father’s title. One of the famed ‘Spares’- he did not want the responsibility of his father’s mantle. However, duty called and he turned himself into the most perfect version that he possibly could, dreading the day fate will deliver the ugly blow.
The one thing he can’t control is his love for the strong, audacious Lady Charlotte. She makes him yearn for a future that isn’t his for the taking; and yet, when she starts to show him favour, the impossible starts to become possible and the dreams the Archie has suppressed for so long, swim into his life in bold, vivid color.
But that seems unlikely when she lives in a world of rogues, and callous gentleman. No-one is good enough for her and she will not give herself to anyone who is unworthy. Even if her brother’s friend Archie is mysterious and handsome, drawing her attention like no other.
Archibald Turner’s life took a swift turn at the tender age of eighteen when he learnt a horrific fate had settled on his brother, and Archie himself would inherit his father’s title. One of the famed ‘Spares’- he did not want the responsibility of his father’s mantle. However, duty called and he turned himself into the most perfect version that he possibly could, dreading the day fate will deliver the ugly blow.
The one thing he can’t control is his love for the strong, audacious Lady Charlotte. She makes him yearn for a future that isn’t his for the taking; and yet, when she starts to show him favour, the impossible starts to become possible and the dreams the Archie has suppressed for so long, swim into his life in bold, vivid color.
Excerpt:
They
were barely kissing yet they breathed the same air, slowly they resurfaced.
“What
happened?”
“We
gave each other pleasure.” He explained, his eyes closed, his head still
spinning like a top. “Women have pleasure the same as men do, I believe. It’s
just that not everyone knows to try to achieve it.”
Archie
forced his eyes open and took in the beautiful view of her face still flushed
from her orgasm. He carefully withdrew his hand from between her thighs and
gently pulled the skirts down to cover her legs. She had beautiful legs. Maybe
next time she’d let him kiss her in all the places he had just touched with his
fingers. Archie shook his head to dislodge the arousing image, where had that
thought come from? Next time? There couldn’t be a next time for them. If he
couldn’t marry her, not that she would have him he reminded himself, then he had
to stop these encounters. If she was compromised, he would have to offer to
marry her and then she would hate him for deceiving her. That would be like
hell on Earth for him, having Charlotte be his wife and yet live with her
despising him. He was literally between a rock and a hard place. He couldn’t
imagine either scenario working.
“We
should go back to the ballroom.” Archie gently pushed Charlotte from his lap
and stood up next to her. The wetness in his breeches was cold and he cringed
at the discomfort. He must go home to change instantly. He could not stay in
soiled linen, what would his valet think? Archie shuddered to think. He pulled
his jacket together and did up the buttons to cover the darkened material.
Charlotte
sighed heavily. “I can’t believe you did that to me with no practice.”
Archie
struggled to keep the smug grin inside himself as he took her hand and placed it
on his elbow.
“Well
you had no practice and had no problem with me,” he told her as calmly as
possible. Inside he was doing a little jig but he didn’t want her to know that.
He had to tell her that this would be the last time they could play with each
other and he was suddenly worried how she would take it.
Charlotte
laughed musically.
“Perhaps
we could meet again next week at Lady Dotherington’s ball?” She suggested,
squeezing his forearm firmly.
Archie
ached to say that he would love nothing more than to repeat tonight’s
experience, but he knew that getting any more involved with Charlotte would be
a problem.
“Perhaps
not Charlotte.” He told her gently patting her hand reassuringly.
“Why
ever not?”
Archie
looked down into Charlotte’s bright blue eyes and knew he was going to have to
be harsher than he wished.
“Because
we can’t be caught, and if we continue to meet like this then eventually we
will be.”
Charlotte
sighed as they stepped through the door and moved over to a mirror in the sitting
room. She surveyed herself critically in the dim light. Her immaculate hair was
slightly mussed but not completely undone and her gown was slightly rumpled but
not too much of a problem. Her face however could not be shinier or more alive.
“Archie,
I am not interested in trying to trap you into marriage. I know that you are
probably the only man in London who fits my criteria,” Charlotte began, holding
up her hand to stall Archie when he opened his mouth to speak,
“However
I also want someone who wants to marry me, and you don’t?”
Archie
swallowed uncomfortably, unable to lie after his senses had been totally
obliterated, he just nodded. God strike him down, he was a fool.
About the Author:
Fiona Miers has a super busy life, like most modern women, but always
finds time for reading and writing romance. Her love affair with the romance
genre started when she was only 11 years old, when her mother, and nana, handed
her, her first mills and boon.
Since then she's built her own business, become a mother to two beautiful little girls, and fallen in love with the most spectacular man on the planet. (JMHO)
Fiona writes MF contemporary and historical romance, writing more erotic stories under the pen name Tamsin Baker.
Thank you for reading this, and hopefully you'll love reading about her characters as much as she loved creating them.
Since then she's built her own business, become a mother to two beautiful little girls, and fallen in love with the most spectacular man on the planet. (JMHO)
Fiona writes MF contemporary and historical romance, writing more erotic stories under the pen name Tamsin Baker.
Thank you for reading this, and hopefully you'll love reading about her characters as much as she loved creating them.
Author Links:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/fionam_author
Email: Fiona.miers@gmail.com
Website: www.tamsinbakererotic.com/fionamiers
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