The House of Lords Book 3
1 Night Stand Regency
By Dominique Eastwick
Decadent Publishing.
Price 2.99
86 Pages
Heat Level 4
ISBN 9781613337707
ASIN B00PKVPMRK.
Lord Andrew Masterson, Earl of Windenshire has had a string of bad luck
with women. While his best friends are all getting leg-shackled, he can’t seem
to get a lady to stay in his presence long enough to court them. Not sure what
he might be doing wrong, he turns to Madame Evangeline, hoping she can help him
change his luck.
Betrothed since before her birth to Lord Masterson, Miss Miranda
Beauchamp has prepared to be his countess ever since. Although the Earl of
Windenshire maintains her upkeep and pays for everything she needs, she might
as well not exist for all the attention he pays her. Determined to break the
marriage contract, she’ll go to desperate measures to achieve her goal, even if
it means losing her virginity to do so.
Can Madame Eve show Andrew and Miranda
there is more than a contract between them? Or will family secrets and years of
hurt be too much for the earl and his virgin countess to overcome?
Excerpt: Copyright 2014, Dominique Eastwick.
“Yes, please. Perhaps
it’s unladylike to admit, but I am starving.”
He smiled, taking her
plate. “It’s actually quite refreshing. I grow tired of petite young things who
eat nothing and pass out at a drop of the hat.”
“I am neither young
nor petite.”
No, she had curves in
all the right places. Making sure it wasn’t ignored, his cock twitched as it
hardened. “You seem perfect to me.”
“Ha! Far from
perfect.” Again her lips formed the tantalizing O before she asked, “Did you
put something in my tea?”
“I did not.”
“Then I have no excuse
for my behavior.”
He laughed that time, filling
her plate with a bit of everything. “You have done nothing in need of
excusing.”
“But I would have
thought you’d prefer a perfect woman.” Her eyes clouded with what appeared to
be confusion. He supposed it wasn’t too hard to believe; a peer of the realm
would be looking for what society considered would be important in a mate. He
handed her the plate laden with delicacies and far more food than he had ever
seen any woman eat.
“Thank you,
milord—Andrew.”
“You’re welcome. Now,
indulge me.” he said, retaking his seat in the high back chair. “What do you
think is perfection?”
“I believe....” Taking
a bite, she contemplated the question. “Perfection for you would be a woman who
is well-mannered and carries herself with decorum at all times. She is the perfect
hostess. She does delicate needlework, plays the pianoforte, and sings
beautifully. She would complement you, if on your arm, and would never argue.”
What she described
sounded like a paper doll. A woman with no thoughts of her own. He didn’t want
a vacant vessel in his bed only for the purpose of begetting children; he
wanted a partner. Andrew yearned to have a woman look at him the way Llysa and
Chandra looked at their men. Both women stood up to their lordly men, all the
while complementing and supporting Wolfe and Simon. “Sounds bloody boring, if
you ask me.”
“Really.”
“Might as well be with
a living statue. I’ll bet this woman would also stare at the ceiling and think
about England while I drive into her.”
She choked on her
bite. “I suppose she just might.”
“And she probably eats
enough to stay barely alive, ties her corset too tight, and then faints at the
slightest hint of impropriety.”
“Oh dear, yes, into
the most dainty faints possible.”
“I would rather face
the guillotine than endure a woman of that sort.” Setting his food aside, he
turned his attention fully on her. Her face lit up as they continued to banter
back and forth, showing none of the disgust she’d found for him earlier.
Standing, he grabbed her plate while ignoring her protest. “Would you condemn
me to such a cavernous, empty life, Miranda?”
“Utter and complete
boredom.” He sat on the edge of the seat next to her. “Somehow I have a feeling
you could never bore me.”
“Well, but then, I am not perfect.”
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About
Dominique Eastwick:
Dominique
Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home with her husband, two children,
one crazy lab and one lazy cat. Dominique spent much of her early life moving
from state to state as a Navy Brat, because of that traveling is one of her
favorite past times. When not writing you can find Dominique behind the lens of
her camera following her second passion...photography.
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Meet the House of
Lords!
The DUKE, His Grace Wolfe Thane, Duke of Foxhaven (The Duke and the Virgin)
The MARQUIS, Lord Simon James Winston, Marquis of Breckinridge (The Mistress and the Marquis)
The EARL, Lord Andrew Masterson, Earl of Windenshire (The Earl and the Virgin Countess)
The VISCOUNT, Lord Jonathon Railey, Viscount of Aunton (The Viscount and the Heiress.)
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