Teaser Friday

Just a little more than a week before Springtime Pleasures will be released! I’m so excited, and I can’t wait to share this story with you!

For now, I present to you the following snippet, in which Carlotta (Charlie), my heroine, and her best friend Emma-Louise discuss the merits of the hero. Enjoy!

“The drive with Lord Chanderley was pleasant. Very pleasant, truth to be told.” Charlie looked up at her friend. “I wish you could meet him one day. He is so handsome. Indeed, I should say he is the most handsome man in all of London!” She smiled dreamily. “He can make his eyebrows mesh. Like this—” She curled her forehead, imitating Chanderley’s frown.
A most peculiar feat,” her friend commented drily.
Grinning, Charlie nudged her with her elbow. “It is. And it has the most peculiar effect on me.” Reddening, she quickly continued, “But he is a charming man. And a nice one. It is not often that one finds a genuinely nice person, is it?”
Emma-Lee made herself comfortable on the arm of Charlie’s armchair. “He certainly sounds very pleasant.”
“Yes, pleasant. And sitting next to him on that box seat yesterday, now that was very pleasant as well.” Charlie grinned up at her. “It is most shocking, is it not?”
“Most,” Emma-Lee agreed. “Do continue.”
Charlie leaned her head against her friend’s shoulder “He smells very nice. And he has those lovely big hands.” She stretched out her right arm in front of her and wriggled her fingers. “They are quite lovely in gloves, but when everybody sits down to supper at the end of a ball, I can’t help looking at them in the, you know—” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “—nude.”
The two girls exchanged a glance before they burst into giggles.
“I suppose he would be much shocked if he knew that I am fantasizing about his hands,” Charlie finally gasped.
“Fantasizing!” Emma-Lee’s brows rose. “You’ve said nothing about fantasizing, Carlotta Stanton!”
“I know, it is most shocking. But his hands are so big and brawny and… and manly.” Charlie gave a happy sigh. “I never knew that handscould be so fascinating.” She glanced up at her friend. “Do you think I might be developing a brain fever? When I sat next to him in that phaeton, my body felt all warm and tingly. Prickly. As if I had fallen into nettles. Though not as unpleasant.”
“One should hope not!” Emma-Lee murmured.

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