Sexy Spy Duke Meets Feisty Heiress

“Another keeper from Scarlett Scott. Daisy and Sebastian were so lovely together. The plot was enticing. The pace was good. A massive thumb up for the sex scenes. They were HOT.” – Sandy N.

You guys, Her Reformed Rake is about to drop, and I’m so excited for you to read Sebastian and Daisy’s story! Like literally bouncing in my seat excited. And I can’t wait to hear what you think! I love, love, love getting emails from readers, so don’t forget to email me or (equally appreciated by moi!) to leave an honest review on Amazon or Goodreads or your blog or a billboard or…you get the point.

BTW, I’m looking to put together a reader group where I’ll be giving out ARCs for review, running giveaways, and other fun stuff. If you’re interested in joining in the mayhem–ahem–fun, drop me a line here.

Maintenant, here’s one last teaser for Daisy and Sebastian…

Being in the same space as her without having her in his arms was suddenly insupportable. He had to have her. Right. Bloody. Now. Everything else could be dealt with another day—the League, her father, his mission, the lies between them. But here, in this moment, he was going to give her the only honesty he could. It wasn’t what she deserved, but it was all he had.

Her eyes went wide as he hauled her from her chair before making a thorough swipe of the table behind her with his arm. China, silver, and the fourth course all went crashing to the center of the table. He didn’t give a damn if every last monogrammed plate was smashed to bits. Didn’t care if the mutton went to waste. His hands went to her waist, spanning it easily.

She ought to eat more, he thought absently as he lifted her up and deposited her on the table at her back. Her hands went to his shoulders, and she still hadn’t said a word, her shock rendering her speechless.

When her derriere settled on the table linen and he caught her billowing skirts in his fists, she found her tongue at last. “Sebastian! What are you doing? We haven’t even finished dinner or had dessert. Cook has prepared cocoa biscuits and strawberries.”

She was breathless, flushed, and she smelled better than anything ever had. He wanted to inhale her, trap her bergamot and vanilla and ambergris in his lungs so that whenever he wasn’t in her presence he could still breathe her.

His gaze fell to her mouth. “You don’t like strawberries.”

“You do.” Her fingers tightened on his shoulders. “How did you know I don’t like strawberries?”

He didn’t answer her. Instead, he rucked her skirts up to her waist, pooling their voluminous layers on the table. And that was when he made the most astonishing, delicious revelation. His duchess wasn’t wearing any drawers. Nothing but silk stockings and garters and well-curved legs.

Want more? You know you do. One-click now or read free in KU. Paperback lovers fret not, the link is already live so you can snatch up your copy today. Audio book will be coming soon!

That’s all for now. Back to the writerly cave for me–I’m hard at work on Darling Duke and Her Deceptive Duke. Yeah, we’ve kind of got a duke fest going on right now, but what isn’t to love about a sexy, arrogant duke who falls hard for a smart and plucky heroine? Of course, there’s that snarky butler who also needs his story told (you’ll see who I mean in the teaser for Wicked Husbands Book 4), not to mention Julian’s sisters, and let’s not forget Lady Needham…okay, now you see why I have to get back to the cave.

Till next time, don’t behave!

XO,

Scarlett

 

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