Today on the blog, join Author Bronwen Evans for the release and celebration of her new historical romance,
Today on the blog, join Author Bronwen Evans for the release and celebration of her new historical romance,
A WHISPER OF DESIRE, A Disgraced Lords Novel.
BLURB:
Sensual heat melts the ice in the new Disgraced Lords novel
from USA Today bestselling author Bronwen Evans, as a marriage of convenience
leads to delightful pleasure—and mortal danger.

Taught from a young age to take duty seriously, Maitland
cannot understand his new wife’s demands on his love and affection. Marisa’s
hot-blooded spirit, however, does have its attractions—especially at night. In
retrospect, it seems quite silly that he didn’t marry sooner. But being one of
the Libertine Scholars requires constant vigilance, even more so when the enemy
with a grudge against his closest friends targets Marisa. Now Maitland must
save the woman who sets his heart aflame—or die trying.
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A WHISPER OF DESIRE :
Maitland Spencer, the Duke of Lyttleton, had always simply
been her older brother’s somewhat handsome yet standoffish friend. He’d never
shown an ounce of interest in her, or her in him. She looked him over. “Are you
ill?”
Perfectly arched eyebrows lowered into a frown. “I’m very
well, and you?”
“I’m stunned, actually. You’re flirting with me.”
“I wasn’t flirting. I was merely stating a fact.”
Of course he was. Literal was his middle name. “Then perhaps
you can unhand me, sir,” she said, looking pointedly at his large hands still
firmly holding her waist, “unless you do have intentions of flirting with me.”
To her dismay, he did not take his hands from her; instead,
they tightened and pulled her close, and he gently moved her into an alcove,
away from prying eyes.
“What if I decided I did want to flirt with you? Perhaps
even declare my suit? Don’t look surprised—you are one of the most sought-after
debutantes this season.”
“Has Sebastian put you up to this? There is no need for him
to pester me. I know who I will marry; I’m simply waiting for him to ask.”
Maitland’s eyes roamed her face, stopping at her lips. “A
beauty such as you should not have to wait. I would decline him on principle.
What would you do if I got down on bended knee here and now?”

“I suspect I would think you in your cups, Your Grace. In
all the years I have known you, you’ve never looked at me twice.”
He pressed closer. “That’s not true, little one. It would
have been inappropriate for me to notice you until I knew my mind. I find that
tonight I know exactly what I want.”
His eyes flared with something she’d swear was heat. Perhaps
their dance earlier had affected him as much as it had affected her.
“I’m not for the wanting, so you can stop this silly
flirtation.”
“I have no need to flirt, little one. When I want a woman
she is left in no doubt as to my intentions.” His mouth trailed up her neck
until he reached her ear. He softly added, “And they rarely deny me.”
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