Release Date: May 28
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
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About the book:
She won’t be tamed. A fiery, unconventional Scot, Adaira Ferguson wears breeches, swears, and has no more desire to marry than she does to follow society’s dictates of appropriate behavior. She trusts no man with the secret she desperately protects.
He can’t forget. Haunted by his past, Roark, The Earl of Clarendon, rigidly adheres to propriety, holding himself and those around him to the highest standards, no matter the cost. Betrayed once, he’s guarded and leery of all women.
Mistaking Roark for a known spy, Adaira imprisons him. Infuriated, he vows vengeance. Realizing her error, she’s appalled and releases him, but he’s not satisfied with his freedom. Roark is determined to transform Adaira from an ill-mannered hoyden to a lady of refinement. He succeeds only to discover, he preferred the free-spirited Scottish lass who first captured his heart.
Under the blessed shade of the large oak grove, Roark hopped to the ground. The gentlest of breezes tickled the tree’s leaves, their soft rustling filling the glen with a soothing refrain. He swiftly followed Miss Ferguson across the picnic area. She’d snapped her parasol closed, then unceremoniously clambered from the landau, before dashing toward Helene’s carriage. He didn’t like the way she wielded the parasol or the look of outraged determination on her face.
Even infuriated, and stamping in her haste, Miss Ferguson’s hips swayed enticingly. Others had begun to take note of her, and conversations dwindled before stopping altogether. His guests stepped aside, opening a pathway for her as she bustled toward the barouche.
If the situation wasn’t so dire, he’d permit the laugh tickling his lips. It was ridiculous. Her petite figure stampeding to rescue the pup, or ring Freidrick a peal, and everyone edging away, was chuckle-worthy.
Where was her family? Ah, they too were moving as a unit to intercept her; the women from the left, the men from the right. They wouldn’t make it in time.
And neither, by God, would he.
How could she move so fast in that gown? Its ruffled hem didn’t allow long strides. Light blue stockings, embroidered ivory clocks at the heels, peeped out each time she took a hurried step.
She raised her closed parasol over her shoulder, like a knight with a sword.
Oh hell. He didn’t like the looks of this.
Her first public jaunt, and she was going to make a bloody scene, Devil seize it. He picked up his pace, covering the ground with long strides just short of a trot, hoping to avert a disaster before it occurred.
Author BioAward winning, Amazon best-selling, and multi-published historical romance author, Collette Cameron, has a BS in Liberal Studies and a Master's in Teaching. A Pacific Northwest Native, Collette’s been married for thirty years, has three amazing adult children, and five dachshunds. Collette loves a good joke, inspirational quotes, flowers, the beach, trivia, birds, shabby chic, and Cadbury Chocolate.
You'll always find dogs, birds, quirky—sometimes naughty—humor, and a dash of inspiration in her novels. Her motto for life? You can’t have too much chocolate, too many hugs, or too many flowers. She’s thinking about adding shoes to that list.