Erin Satie is joining us for the blog tour of her historical romance, Book of Love! Check it out and be sure to get your copy today!
Title: Book of Love
Author: Erin Satie
Genre: Historical Romance
About Book of Love:
She's trying to make ends meet. He's out for a bit of fun. Cordelia Kelly is busy, focused, worried about the future of her fledgling bookbinding business. When a handsome man stops her on the street to pester her with questions, she gives him the consideration he deserves: none. That handsome man happens to be the Duke of Stroud, and he finds Cordelia's hostility hilarious. He gives chase, if only for the pleasure of provoking her again. He thinks life is a game. She doesn't play around. Within days of meeting Cordelia, Stroud sets a marching band on a matchmaking mama, defaces a local monument, and ropes Cordelia into a round of his favorite game. In that same time, Cordelia stitches together the complete works of Mary Wollstonecraft, enthusiastically devotes herself to a petition demanding expanded legal rights for married women, and beats Stroud at his own game. She defies all expectations. So does he. Most people dismiss Stroud as a fool--himself included. When Cordelia sees past his lighthearted facade, he's terrified and also... in love? Stroud barges into Cordelia's life, offering her all the material and sensual temptations she's learned to do without. She usually has willpower to spare, but turning him down takes all of it, and then some. He's oddly irresistible. Or maybe they're perfect for one another.Get Your Copy Today!
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What a kiss, he
thought. She’d fallen right into it. He’d
fallen right into it. He’d never thought all that claptrap was real, about two
souls touching. Nonsense, he would have said. Sex was fun, it felt good,
nothing else to it. Fine, fine, a little else. Not much else. Nakedness was
always unnerving at first but anything could be intimate, really, a game of
croquet or a game of cards. All the same, right?
God, he had
been completely wrong. His lips touched her lips, and all of a sudden his brain
caught fire and all his feelings melted right into his mouth. She’d kissed him
back, and for a moment he really felt like he was dissolving. Into mist, or
spirit stuff, or those invisible waves of heat that undulated over very hot
flames. Maybe some combination of all that, half-erotic and half-ascended.
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