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The Sum of All KissesBy Julia QuinnSmythe-Smith Quartet, Book 3Publisher: Avon RomanceRelease Date: October 29, 2013Genre: Historical RomanceLength: 389 PagesISBN: 978-0062072924Add to GoodreadsAbout the book:Hugh Prentice has never liked Lady Sarah Pleinsworth, and his opinion is confirmed when he overhears her yammering on about how she must get married this season or she will simply die. He’s never had patience for dramatic females, and the words shy and retiring have never been in Sarah’s vocabulary. Besides, even if he did grow to enjoy her company, it wouldn’t matter. A reckless duel has left this brilliant mathematician with a ruined leg, and now, unable to run, ride, or even waltz, he could never court a woman like Sarah, much less dream of marrying her.
Sarah has never forgiven Hugh for the duel he fought three years earlier, the one that forced her cousin into exile, nearly destroying her family. But even if she could find a way to forgive him, it wouldn’t matter. She doesn’t care that his leg is less than perfect, it’s his personality she can’t stand.
But when the pair is forced to spend a week in close company they discover that opinions--even those firmest held--can, in fact, be altered. And when a kiss leads to two, three and four the mathematician may lose count and the miss may, for the first time, find herself speechless.Buy Links: Amazon │Barnes & Noble │ BAM
Excerpt
Hugh Prentice was strong on the inside,
where it truly counted. He’d have to be, to come back from such an injury.
She swallowed, her eyes finding focus somewhere across the room even as she
continued in step next to him. She felt unsettled, as if the floor had suddenly
dropped an inch to the right, or the air had gone thin. She had spent the last
few years detesting this man, and while this anger had not consumed her, it
had, in some small way, defined her.
Lord Hugh Prentice had been her excuse. He had been her constant. When the
world tipped and changed around her, he had remained her steady object of
disgust. He was cold, he was heartless, he was without conscience. He had
ruined her cousin’s life and never apologized for it. He was horrible in a way
that meant nothing else in life could ever be that bad.
And now she had found something within him to admire? That was unlike her.
Honoria was the one who found the good in people; Sarah held the grudge.
And she did not change her mind.
Except, apparently, when she did.
“Will you dance to your heart’s content once I’ve left?” Lord Hugh suddenly
asked.
Sarah started, so lost in the tumult of her thoughts that his voice hit
too-loudly at her ears. “I hadn’t thought about it, honestly,” she said.
“You should,” he said quietly. “You’re a lovely dancer.”
Her lips parted in surprise.
“Yes, Lady Sarah,” he said, “that was a compliment.”
“I hardly know what to do with it.”
“I hardly know what to do with it.”
“I’d recommend accepting it gracefully.”
“And do you base this upon personal experience?”
“Certainly not. I almost never accept compliments with grace.”
She looked up at him, expecting to see a sly look, maybe even a mischievous
one, but his face remained as impassive as ever. He wasn’t even looking at her.
“You’re a very odd man, Lord Hugh Prentice,” she said quietly.
“I know,” he said, and they steered around Sarah’s enormous great uncle (and
his remarkably tall wife) to reach the ballroom door. Before they could make their
escape, however, they were intercepted by Honoria, who was still radiating such
happiness Sarah thought her cheeks must ache from smiling. Frances was standing
at her side, holding her hand and basking in the bridal glow.
“You’re not leaving so soon!” Honoria exclaimed.
And then, just to prove that it was impossible to make an unnoticed exit in a
room full of Smythe-Smiths, Iris suddenly materialized on Honoria’s other side,
flushed and out of breath from the Scottish reel that had just ended.
“Sarah,” Iris said with a tipsy giggle. “And Lord Hugh. Together. Again.”
“Still,” Hugh corrected, much to Sarah’s mortification. He gave Iris a polite
bow, then turned to Honoria and said, “It has been a delightful wedding, Lady
Chatteris, but I must go to my room for a rest.”
“And I must accompany him,” Sarah announced.
Iris snorted a laugh.
“Not to his room,” she said quickly. Good Lord. “Just to the stairs. Or maybe—”
Did he need help on the stairs? Was she supposed to offer it? “Er, up the
stairs, if you—”
“As far as you wish to take me,” he said, his benevolent statement clearly
meant to tease. 
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#1 New York Times bestselling author Julia Quinn loves to
dispel the myth that smart women don't read (or write) romance, and in 2001 she
did so in grand fashion, appearing on the game show The Weakest Link and
walking away with the $79,000 jackpot. She displayed a decided lack of
knowledge about baseball, country music, and plush toys, but she is proud to
say that she aced all things British and literary, answered all of her history
and geography questions correctly, and knew that there was a Da Vinci long
before there was a code.
Ms. Quinn is one of only fifteen members of Romance
Writers of America's Hall of Fame, her books have been translated into 26
languages, and she currently lives with her family in the Pacific Northwest.
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Beautiful cover. Love the excerpt.
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I have not read any of her books but would love to.
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Hello Julia! Love that your hero is not an impeccable, perfect specimen of a rake or the like. And I love that your heroine in this story has her preconceived notions about the hero smashed to bits when they meet again. How human they are! I love romances that are between very human, fallible characters. Thanks for the post and for writing this book! I gotta have it! :-) jdh2690@gmail.com
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