Heather, an author I met on my journey, has a blog tour running right now.
Let's check out the details, shall we?
About the Book:
An Earl of Her Own, Saints and Sinners Series, Book 3:
An Earl of Her Own, Saints and Sinners Series, Book 3:
Marriage is about finding that
special someone you want to annoy for the rest of your life!
Rebecca
Warner’s devotion to her family is the perfect distraction from the loneliness
of widowhood. Not that she’d ever admit a need for someone special in her life
after her husband’s betrayal. With the responsibility of arranging her sister’s
wedding falling into her lap, Rebecca has no time for a certain maddening earl
bent on seducing her—until he proves her most ardent ally.
For
Adam Croft, Earl of Rafferty, what began as an amusing pursuit—shocking Rebecca
Warner—becomes something deeper when he recognizes how perfect a wife and
mother she would make. Adam’s keenly aware of his loneliness…and that his habit
to curb it with drink lost him Becca’s respect. He’ll happily change his ways
to win her approval, but what more can he do to win her love?
Genre: Historical Romance, Steamy
Release Date: February 12, 2019
Book Length: 300 pages
Purchase Links:
Universal Reader link: https://books2read.com/u/meyAaE
BookBub link: https://www.bookbub.com/books/an-earl-of-her-own-saints-and-sinners-3-by-heather-boyd-2018-12-01
Great cover! Congratulations on your upcoming release and blog tour!
Readers, here is an excerpt from An Earl of Her Own.
“You
are hurt, worse than you want to say,” Rebecca Warner whispered.
Her
soft green eyes were filled with real concern, something Adam had never
expected to see on her face. “Well, that is disappointing.”
“Disappointing?”
Rebecca immediately began searching through his hair for the wound, and he
chose to imagine it a sensual caress until she spoke again. “You have a gash to
your head that has bled. Dear God, you could have died.”
“Always
looking on the bright side,” he murmured, and then noticed how close the lady
was to his body. He inhaled slowly, delighted in this unexpectedly rare treat.
Mrs. Warner had never been the friendliest sort. “You smell nice.”
“Really,
Rafferty,” she chided. She suddenly slipped her hand inside his coat, rummaged
in his pockets and began to dab at his head with the handkerchief she found
there. “This is hardly the time to worry about my perfume.”
“As
you say, I could have been killed. Seems like an appropriate time for noticing
the little things in life that please me.” He felt pain and hissed. Eager for a
distraction, he dropped his gaze to her shoulder—now bare of the shawl, which
had fallen away unnoticed by the lady. The respectable garment Rebecca had worn
to church, so stylish and modest, was less so now thanks to the accident. The
struggle out of the carriage seemed to have ripped the seam apart, and her pale
skin looked very soft and inviting. He curled his fingers into the skirt of her
gown and held it. “Lovely.”
She
drew back to peer into his eyes again, and then she glanced down at his fist.
“What are you doing?”
What
was he doing? Adam had no idea, but he wasn’t of a mind to stop.
Thank you for sharing!
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