“Let me whisper sweet nothings in your ear.”
Welcome back to Sweet Nothings, a little shadow of Sweet Saturday Samples, until that sweet treat starts back up. Until that happens, I’m doing a little weekly blog where you can post a “sweet” excerpt (PG 13 or milder) from one of your works. Remember: please hold the excerpt to 350 words or less. But if your cutting needs just a few more words, that’s okay too. I won’t be counting. LOL
Today’s “Sweet Nothing” is another excerpt from my (hopefully) soon-to-be released Victorian historical novel, As Long As You’re Mine. This excerpt is not exactly “sweet” although it’s not terribly racy either. Samantha and Rafe are discussing their situation after Rafe has come from a visit to her father.
Rafe peered at her, curious. The animation that sprang into her face transformed her from a merely beautiful woman to one of unparalleled loveliness. Like watching life breathed into a china doll.
“But why ever not? You cannot have been afraid of him? Father blusters but seldom bites.” She paused. “Well, that may not quite be the truth, but if you stand up to him it works out best. He can’t be allowed to intimidate you or he’ll make you feel like Goliath has trampled you. So,” she looked up at him with total confidence, “what is your plan?”
“As I stated to your father earlier, Lady Samantha, I plan to marry you.”
Her brows furrowed and she tilted her head to the side. “But you just said you don’t want to marry me!”
“I did say that. I do not wish to marry you. But after the trick you pulled last night, I have no choice. You are ruined in the eyes of society and I will be also if I don’t marry you.” Rafe tried not to sound harsh, but bitterness at the situation stole into his tone.
“But this is all a mistake, damn it! It isn’t your fault.” There was anguish in her voice.
“A lady does not swear, Samantha.” Thank God men did.
“Well, this lady does, Mr. Beauregard.” She began to pace wildly, gesturing with those expressive hands. “I cannot believe you are so weak-willed that you will take a stranger to wife because it is what ‘honor’ calls for.”
“From what I hear, you’d like me better if I were that weak-willed.”
She whirled on him. “How dare you, sir!”
Rafe smiled and narrowed his eyes. “Let us revisit what you dared last night, my lady, before either of us becomes indignant. Let us remember that I awakened to a most insistent hand on my shoulder and then…”
“Don’t you continue, sir!”
“We certainly continued then.” Rafe’s mind burned with the memory of her hot mouth. Unconsciously, he moved toward her.
As Long As You’re Mine–Coming November 2013
Okay, now it’s your turn to share a “Sweet Nothing.” 🙂