Just Perfect
by JoMarie
DeGioia
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BLURB:
William
Chesterton, the Earl of Chester, might be the perfect gentleman, but his
feelings for Constance Bridgewater are anything but gentlemanly.
Constance
Bridgewater, the daughter of the late Earl of Bridgewater, might be the perfect
lady, but her feelings for the Earl of Chester are anything but ladylike.
They
both know that if they were together, everything would be just perfect.
So
what is keeping them apart?
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EXCERPTS:
London,
England 1825
William
Chesterton, the Earl of Chester, sat in his comfortable parlor swirling an
untouched glass of brandy in his hand. Spring had come at last to London,
though the April evening was still chilled and damp. His staff had seen to the
modest fire burning behind the grate, and the warmth lulled him into a false
sense of serenity. It did nothing to dispel the turmoil deep inside, however.
Most of the
ton, his closest friends included, believed he was a steady man with a calm
demeanor. That was true, for the most part. In the whole of his life, from his
privileged childhood through his early ascension to the earldom upon his dear
father’s passing, he’d been as steady as the Thames. Stalwart companion,
dutiful only son, closest confidant. It was all so bloody boring.
He drank from
his glass at last, his eyes on the fire. Tonight had gone just as so many
nights before. The season was in its early stages and yet the parties and
frivolities had already started. He’d joked with his friends, danced with their
wives and sisters, and made certain not to show undue attention to
marriage-minded young ladies. Their mothers would love to snare the calm and
affable Earl of Chester for their daughters. That was certain.
He’d played
his part as was expected, and even managed to ignore the urge to dance with one
particular young lady more than the allotted two times. It had nearly killed
him. Constance Bridges, the late Earl of Bridgewater’s daughter, was the only
woman he wanted for more than two dances.
Her lithe
body, her pale golden hair and sparkling gray eyes, were like no other woman’s
he’d encountered. Last year, at yet another interminable house party, at one of
his happily married cohorts’ estates, he’d attempted to make her see she was
more than a pleasant diversion. He wasn’t merely a willing dance partner or
riding companion, either. He might have acted a bit wild, however, and no doubt
frightened her out of her wits.
He lifted the
glass to his lips again and smiled. Ah, but that five seconds he’d spent
holding her close, her breath warm on his cheek, her pink lips so close to his
. . . he still got hard thinking about the heat she hid beneath that alabaster
skin. He’d seen burgeoning knowledge in those gray eyes of hers, too. She’d
wanted him. He’d stake the considerable estate his father left him on that
fact.
She was a
puzzle, to be sure. So serene and bashful on the surface, yet he knew she was
more than the perfect picture she presented. He downed his brandy and let out a
frustrated breath.
He was tired
of playing the nice fellow. If he risked his lauded reputation in the process,
so be it. He wanted more in his life than polite dinners and mildly pleasant
diversions. He wanted love and passion and everything his friends had been
lucky enough to find.
He knew
Constance was the one to show him that heat. He drained the glass, letting the
smooth liquor burn pleasantly down his throat.
He couldn’t
wait to find out just how hot the fire inside her burned.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
JoMarie DeGioia has been making up stories for
as long as she can remember, and has
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Thanks so much for hosting today’s Book Blast Blurb Tour! I had so much fun writing Just Perfect, a story readers kept asking for. It’s Lord Chester and Constance’s tale, and if you read it please tell me what you think of Constance’s cousin, Sarah. She’s a new favorite of mine, and I’m planning a series based on her and her scandalous (!) family. I’m at Romance Writers of America’s Annual Conference in Atlanta, and will try to drop by again later. Thanks again!
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