Published by Amazon Digital Services LLC on August 9th 2017
"One of them might now be a viscountess but it does not clear the taint of scandal from those frightful Chadwick girls. Why we must deign to entertain them, I will never know!" Lady Bromsley, Countess of Marlbury.
A new duke moving into their sleepy village doesn't interest Julia, especially when she hears all about his scandalous behavior in London. Rumors of gambling debts, illicit liaisons, and pub brawls surround the far-too-handsome Duke of Weston.
The far-too-handsome duke who happens to want to build a mill on her favorite nature spot, meaning Julia's beloved otters will be homeless.
No matter what she says, the stubborn man will not back down, but this bluestocking will not give up easily. With the help of her sisters, she must find a way to persuade him to make money another way.
If only the far-too-handsome duke did not seem to enjoy riling her so much. If only he would not insist on getting under her skin and pretending to be interested in her. All this talk of liking redheads and freckles will not make her forget those animals in need.
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She smiled and bent low. “Roo,” she called softly. “Here, boy.”
The dog’s ears perked up and he lifted his nose from the spot he was sniffing.
“That’s right. Come here, boy.”
Guy found himself half envious of Roo. If she used that tone and that expression on him, he would be tempted to run over and throw himself at her feet too.
Roo gave the ground one more sniff then began to amble over to her.
“Good boy,” she continued. “That’s right.”
A butterfly danced past and caught the dog’s attention. He picked up pace to follow it, barging past Miss Chadwick and knocking her to the ground. Guy shook his head and hurried over to offer a hand.
She took it reluctantly and Guy pulled her up so hard that she knocked into his chest. He held her hand for a moment while she found her feet. The delicate fingers entwined with his, even through his gloves, sent a shock straight to his groin. Not to mention the memory of that lithe body briefly brushing his addling his wits a little.
She pushed that one curl away from her face. Guy could not resist. He pressed her glasses up her nose so that they rested properly. Miss Chadwick’s mouth opened and her freckles darkened.
“I must apologize for my dog.”
She blinked at him then ripped her hand away from his. “You are a danger to my person, Your Grace. First you knock into me, then your dog.”
“I really do not think you should utter such words in public, Miss Chadwick. Someone could misinterpret them.”
“What? That you are a danger to my person?”
“Yes.” He sucked in what felt like a heavy breath and let his gaze glide languidly over her. The fall had left grass stains on the hem of her skirts and that curl bounced back over her face. His fingers twitched with the need to toy with it.
Or toy with her.
Either way, it would be awfully great fun.
“You may knock me down as many times as you wish, Lord Weston, but I am not fearful of you.”
“A man can be a danger to women in other ways.”
Her lips parted. He could practically hear the long intake of air and see the way her mind ticked over his words.
“You are trying to embarrass me,” she said finally.
He gave a shrug. “I am not trying.”
“It would take more than that sort of talk to embarrass me, I can assure you of that. I have seen more than enough nature to be utterly incapable of being embarrassed.” Her chin thrust up.
Guy closed the gap she had managed to create between them. “Nature and humanity are different things. What happens between a man and a woman is nothing like what happens between animals.” He let his gaze drop to her lips and enjoyed the way her tongue darted out briefly to lick the bottom one. “What happens between a man and a woman is slow, sensual. It involves all the senses. Taste…” He took that errant curl and pushed it behind her ear. “Touch. Smell.”
“Animals have but one goal. Men and women have many more. The main one being pleasure, of course. Believe me, Miss Chadwick, you have not seen it all.”
“You really are the most lowdown, boorish, scandalous, no-good—”
He held up a finger and touched it to her lips. The way her eyes flared with fury made it all the more better. “I do believe I just embarrassed you, Miss Chadwick.”
~~Reviewed by Lisa~~
Red hair, freckles, bluestocking, otters, mills, a dog, a Duke and very sticky mud…what wonderful possibilities!
This is a charming story of two people that appear to be at odds. More accurately, she is at odds and he is intrigued. Julia Chadwick is “one of those frightful Chadwick girls” that have been linked to scandal due to a scandal involving her cousin Bess. Guy, Lord Weston and a Duke is just trying to keep his half-brother out of trouble and thinks the country is a good place to start. Their interactions made me smile and chuckle. Guy is a teaser and enjoys catching Julia off guard. The sisters are fun and not your typical gently bred misses. They are quirky and occasionally irreverent and that leads to more smiles. Guy’s friend Morgan, an earl, lends his own charm and humor to the story and Guy’s dog is priceless. With the Chadwick family Ms. Holt has invited is to visit with a fun, witty, loving and sometimes boisterous group of young ladies just trying to find their HEA.
This is the second in the series and can be read as a standalone book, but I have already purchased Amelia’s story so I am caught up and ready for the next adventure with this family.
I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.