that time travel only existed in movies by vacationing in Bolivia with her
friends. When she woke up in Hawksatter, England, 1735—the same town her
grandmother supposedly vanished from as a young woman—Jaye found refuge at a
hunting lodge but the strapping, reclusive baron who took her in reminded her
all too well she was a lone woman at his mercy.
earlier, Lord Lucas Kenway closed the family farm and shut out the world. He
never expected the little spitfire he claimed responsibility for would turn his
quiet life upside down. Pushed together by fate and his meddling servants,
Lucas wanted Jaye on his own terms and refused to surrender his hardened
ever known, or stay in an uncertain past as a stranger in a new world?
“You asked me earlier if I just wanted your body and I should’ve denied it. I appreciate your bluestocking ideals and your ability to hold an intelligent conversation. Those qualities are what men of standard should look for in a mistress.”
A frown crossed her face and Lucas held up his hand before she interrupted him. “If a man is smart, he’ll seek out a confident woman who can hold her own in any given situation and marry her if he’s lucky. If marriage is not permissible, he’ll visit her afterhours and support her if he has the means.” His father took mistresses no matter how much it pained his mother and Lucas had vowed never to hurt his wife the same way—but he didn’t have a wife to betray. “I’ll be loyal to you for as long as we are together. I hope we’ll part ways amicably and rendezvous again in the future―at least until you marry a man worthy of your esteem―but you have no reason to deny me since your purity is not intact.”
“You crude, insufferable prick. I should take this candle and shove it up your ass.”
His brow arched to his hairline. “I’m the crude one?” He laughed coldly. “That’s one thing I admire about you, Jaye. You’re not afraid to use foul language around me, but you watch yourself around others. You feel comfortable around me, yet I’m always on edge in your presence. Do you know fire rages in my groin every time I look at you?” He stepped closer to her and Jaye backed up against the door. Fear flashed in her eyes, followed by another spurt of anger, and Lucas retreated to give her breathing room. “Women of substance are hard to come by. Do you understand why I fancy you?”
published her first book in 2012 and hopes to publish countless more in the
future. As a fan of contemporary, paranormal and historical novels alike, she
can’t get enough of feisty heroines and alpha heroes. Her mind is a wonderland
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