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Smoking hot historical romance is all the rage right now, so you know you want to check out the next Merry Widows series by JR Salisbury. Today I have an excerpt for you from the first book, Lustful Desires. Then you can also read about the author's journey to becoming a writer and enter a great giveaway. Be sure to follow the tour for more chances to win!
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Martin pushed his way into the solicitor’s office, acting as though he were the most important man in all of England.
She’d never met him before, but he was everything Ashwood had described him to be. An unattractive short man who bordered on obesity, sweated profusely, and had a head of thinning dark blond hair and cutting brown eyes.
He barely acknowledged her as he sat in the chair beside hers.
“What’s she doing here?” he demanded.
“She is your cousin’s widow. This concerns her as well,” Pickford replied, looking him in the eyes.
“She’s just that—a widow. All she’ll need is some source of income until she can find another man to dupe and a place to live. There must be somewhere we can put her.”
Georgiana’s back bristled. Time to put this man in his place. “I’m sorry, my lord, but I’m sitting right here. I’m not a book on a shelf you take out to dust off from time to time. I’m a living, breathing human.”
“Yes, yes. Now, can we get on with this? My bags and such should arrive at the house, along with my valet, as we speak. There’s much to do.”
“And where would you have me stay, my lord?” She knew her misuse of his new title would irritate him, and that was what she intended, wanting to see him blow up like a puffer fish, insulted. Which was precisely what happened next.
“I’m sorry, but I’m now the duke and therefore referred to as Your Grace.”
“And I am the dowager duchess and am referred to as Your Grace as well,” she replied smugly.
“Your living arrangements are none of my concern. As I said, I’ll be happy to find a cottage or small house on one of the estates. Until one is found, I suggest you go to a hotel. There is no longer a place for you at Ashwood House.”
“You’d throw a dowager duchess out onto the street?” Georgiana said in mock horror. Martin was a miserable man, and she would be sure everyone among the ton knew it. All she had to do was say the word, and invitations would be few.
Pickford interrupted their bickering. “Can we begin, Your Graces?”
“Of course,” Georgiana said with a polite smile.
Martin nodded and grunted. “Oh, very well, though I strongly protest to this woman being present.”
“Duly noted, Your Grace.”
The next hour was painful. Martin challenged every point of Ashwood’s will where Georgiana was included, but Pickford persevered and finally finished. She rose, ready to take her leave.
“Would you be so kind as to send a copy of all this to my solicitor, please?” she asked. She and Pickford had already gone over it. Because of Martin’s attitude, she had decided long before meeting the new duke to have her affairs handled by the prestigious firm of Kingsley and Kingsley.
Pickford nodded as he rose. “I will make sure a copy is forwarded to Kingsley and Kingsley. I’m sorry to lose your business, Your Grace, but I understand. I look forward to perhaps doing business with you again in the future.”
Nothing had been lost on Martin, and though he didn’t utter a word, his eyes never left her.
“I assume the carriage you use belongs to me now,” he challenged. “Have it sent back to Ashwood House as soon as you’re finished. You’ll have to purchase your own or hire one.” He snorted, thinking himself funny. Such a vulgar sound.
“No, Your Grace, I purchased the carriage and four you saw. If there’s nothing else, I bid you both good day.”
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The Lady and the Texan
Dinner was being served on the riverboat, yet Amanda and Eileen hadn’t heard from Jack since he’d left them in a strange mood that morning
“You wait here in the cabin in case he shows up. I’ll go see if I can find him,” Amanda said.
Her first instinct told her he’d probably gotten involved in a poker game and forgotten about them. As she neared the door to the saloon, a steward came out.
“Excuse me, sir, have you seen Mr. Logan?”
“Yes, ma’am. Would you like me to get him for you?” he offered.
“Please. I’ll be on deck.”
Amanda went to stand at the rail. When Jack didn’t come out right away, she began to worry, for it was growing dark. She started back inside just as Jack walked out.
“Why, if it isn’t Miss Amanda Taylor, standing out here in the moonlight,” Jack said.
“You’ve been drinking!”
“Yes, I have.” His words were slurred as he crossed the distance between them.
“You’re disgusting!”
“Are you wishing you had your axe right now?”
“Oh, you!”
She turned to walk away, but he caught her by the wrist. Jack stared down at Amanda, seeing the beautiful face that had haunted him all day.
“I don’t understand why you want to be so much like a man. As lovely as you are, you could have all the men in the world begging for your favors…”
“I want to be strong, so I don’t have to put up with men like you!” She tried to twist free of his grip.
Her defiance sparked something in Jack.
“You should be more feminine.” He drew her close.
Amanda knew she should resist him, but she hesitated. In that moment, Jack sought her lips in a tender caress.
Amanda was frightened, yet breathless. Jack’s kiss was a sensation unlike anything she’d ever known before. It was gentle, yet powerful. Demanding, yet tantalizing.
He pulled her closer, and she fit perfectly in his arms. He deepened the embrace, parting her lips to taste of her sweetness.