by Jessica Jefferson
GENRE: Historical Romance
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?
Wilhelmina contemplated their predicament for a moment. Surely, they were mature enough to put their basic requirements for warmth and shelter over any of their more base needs? Granted, there was a time in their lives where they could barely keep their hands off each other, but they were older now and certainly able to show more restraint than that.
“You should get back into your blanket. Hang your clothes by the fire. Your shirt should be first to dry. As long as you can wear that, you’ll be decent enough.”
George’s eyes narrowed, but then he slipped off his jacket, letting it fall to the floor. He began to unbutton his waistcoat until that too fell away and joined the jacket. He then untucked his shirt…
She let out a slight gasp and swiftly turned away, averting her eyes to the wall behind them. It was void of any decoration and was plain as any wall she’d seen, but at that moment she stared as if it were the most interesting structure ever built. It became apparent that even with her back turned she was still able to watch his shadow, projected onto the wall by the firelight. He was sitting now, taking off his boots, one at a time. She flinched as each one hit the floor. Then he stood again and started to remove his pants.
Wilhelmina shut her eyes and began silently reciting the Lord’s Prayer.
“I’m ready,” he announced after he’d hung his clothes by the fire.
She turned back, her ears hot, praying that he didn’t take notice. He had wrapped himself in the blanket in the style of a toga. It had been years since she’d seen such a sight, his being the only male form she’d the privilege of seeing outside the occasional text on Greek mythology or human anatomy. The muscles in his shoulders and arms rippled with each slight movement, but it was his exposed legs that captured her attention. His calves were well-muscled, with razor sharp shins dusted with a light brushing of dark hair.
Willie hadn’t realized how desirable a man’s legs could be before.
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 career woman and Suzy-Homemaker, she loves to watch "Real Housewives of [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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