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Blurb:
Ambrosia
Tisdale is the very picture of propriety and the epitome of what a respectable
young lady should be. Haunted by a memory and compelled by her family, she
pursues perfection to a fault.
The
Earl of Bristol, Duncan Maddox, has returned to London after years of familial
imposed exile. As the second son, he has led a life filled with frivolity,
leisure, and a healthy dose of debauchery. Now his older brother has died,
leaving the family’s flailing legacy in Duncan’s unwilling arms.
At
the behest of his uncle, Duncan is advised to do the one thing that could
provide instant fortune and respectability – he must marry. But there is only
one prospect who meets the unique requirements to solve all the Earl’s problems
– the lovely Miss Ambrosia Tisdale. But securing the prudent daughter of a
Viscount’s hand proves to be more challenging than this scandal ridden second
son of an Earl has bargained for.
With
scandal, extortion, treachery, and even love itself threatening to keep him
from his goal, will Duncan succeed in compromising Miss Tisdale?
Excerpt:
Duncan
spun her around the room with a grace that was unprecedented, despite her
extensive experience. She was suddenly very aware of her own awkward steps. Ambrosia
raised her eyes to look into his, taking note of just how many lines crinkled
at the corners when he smiled – which was often. He smiled much like her sister
Tamsin – unadulterated, as if no care in the world can dampen their spirits. She
was often jealous of her sister’s easy joy, but as she basked under the light
of his, she too felt a bit more carefree.
And
that was what attracted her to this wicked man - the expectations of society,
of her family, and herself were made lighter by proxy.
The
music coming from the orchestra drowned out the other couples and the spinning
made her feel as if she were in some sort of inebriated state, despite only
indulging in only two cups of ratafia. Ambrosia was by no means a dainty woman,
but in his arms she felt as if she were light as air.
Duncan
appeared cheerful, but not nearly as heady as she felt. “I hope you find my
dancing agreeable. It is somewhat an area of pride for me. When I was younger,
my uncle insisted I learn to dance well, and years later I am eternally
grateful for the skill. In fact, I’ve been told many times that it is certainly
the best thing I do . . . on two feet.” The gold flecks in his eyes flashed
with the wicked innuendo of his statement.
Jessica
Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it –
almost Chicago. Jessica originally attended college in hopes of achieving an
English degree and writing the next great American novel. Ten years later she
was working as a registered nurse and reading historical romance when she
decided to give writing another go-round.
Jessica
writes likes she speaks, which has a tendency to be fast paced and humorous. Jessica
is heavily inspired by sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take
those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and
comedy to transport the reader into a story they miss long after the last page
is read. She invites you to visit her at jessicajefferson.com and read her
random romance musings.
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Last day of this tour. It's been fun and I'm looking forward to more tours with you now and later.
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