Liam is not ready to let go of the one woman who stirs his deepest longings.
THIS EARL IS ON FIRE
Season's Original #2
Vivienne Lorret
Releasing August 2nd, 2016
Avon Impulse
The
sheltered daughter of a country baron, Miss Adeline Pimm comes to London
looking for adventure… and finds it in the form of a bloody, unconscious man
slumped in the doorway of her family's rented townhouse. Though his identity is
a mystery, Adeline is inexplicably drawn to the handsome, injured man and vows
to nurse him back to health.
Liam Cavanaugh, the scandalous Earl of Wolford, is startled when he awakens in
an unfamiliar bed, wrapped in bandages that hinder his eyesight, with no memory
of why he was beaten half to death. Although he can't see the witty young woman
who tends to his wounds, her alluring voice--and a single stolen kiss from her
soft lips--help soothe his pain. But when he is fully healed, Liam is not ready
to let go of the one woman who stirs his deepest longings.
Liam will do whatever it takes to see Adeline again, even if it means giving up
his rakish ways. But his disreputable past is not so easily forgotten and his
secrets are far more dangerous than he-or Adeline-ever imagined.
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“However, perhaps if my pillow were fluffed.”
She looked at him as if he were teasing her, but played
along nonetheless, chafing her hands together. “I must have an innate talent
for pillow fluffing.”
If one could possess a talent for such a thing, she
certainly did not. Not that he would tell her. Because if he did, he already
knew the result. She would leave his side, and he would lose the relief—or
whatever this was—he found in her presence. And he had never been one to deny himself
necessary comforts.
Then, as she had done before, she leaned over him. Her
hands went to either side of his face, pressing into the pillow, the inviting
plumpness of her breasts resting on his chest. Enjoying the moment, he closed
his eyes and drew in a deep breath that hinted at pear blossoms.
She went still. “Why are your hands at my waist?”
Were they? He squeezed his hands and found that, yes, they
most definitely were. He also discovered that the satin gown was warm from the
heat of her body and fine enough that there was little barrier between his
hands and the slender curve of her waist and the slight flare of her hips.
“I’m merely aiding in your efforts by offering stability,”
he said, by way of an excuse. Of course, he hadn’t intended to touch her—gentleman’s
daughter and all that. Given his pleasure-seeking nature, however, he
wasn’t entirely surprised by his wayward hands. Perhaps he should think about
removing them before he found them cupped around her breasts. Inadvertently, of
course.
“Afraid that I will crush you?” she said with a laugh
against his lips. “Well, do not worry, because I have finished. Your pillow is
sufficiently plump.”
More than. And lumpy as well, but he did not mind in the
least. Especially when he felt her lips against his cheek.
“Thank you, Wolford. I had a delightful evening.”
In the next instant,
he didn’t know what came over him. Suddenly, he found his hand at her nape,
pulling her mouth to his.
USA Today bestselling
author, VIVIENNE LORRET loves romance novels, her pink laptop,
her husband, and her two sons (not necessarily in that order … but there are
days). Transforming copious amounts of tea into words, she is an Avon Impulse
author of works including: Tempting Mr. Weatherstone, The Wallflower Wedding
Series, The Rakes of Fallow Hall Series, The Duke’s Christmas Wish, and the
Season’s Original Series.
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