Frances Thorne learned at an early age to rely on herself. Yet, losing her job and her home and watching her father carted off to debtor’s prison all in one day, is too much for her to bear alone. When a generous offer of assistance falls into her lap, she ignores her better instincts and decides to take a chance. The last thing she needs is for the infuriating Lord Lucan Montwood to stand in her way.
The end of the bachelors’ wager is near, and Lucan Montwood can taste victory. Yet, on the precipice of finally gaining freedom from his debts, he’s incensed to learn that the beautiful Frances Thorne has fallen into an insidious trap in the guise of a new position. Lucan can’t deny the way her lips call to him and knows he must risk his own future to ensure her safety.
Convincing her to trust him is the hard part and resisting her is next to impossible. But falling in love with her? That’s far too simple.
A Perfect Day in the Life of a Writer
6 a.m. –Wake up to the music of birdsong outside the window. Smile.
6:10 a.m. –Morning yoga. Greet the day with a limber body and a healthful attitude.
6:30 a.m. –Shower, dress.
7 a.m. –Cheerfully wake up family with the aroma of a hot, delicious breakfast. They eagerly rise and offer their gratitude.
8 a.m. –Return home after taking enthusiastic teenager to school, make a cup of tea, and begin writing.
8 a.m.—12 p.m. –Write diligently, effortlessly, finding the perfect character motivation, dialogue and description.
12 p.m. –Set aside 10 minutes for checking email and Facebook. Eat lunch. Run errands after making a thorough list.
1 p.m.—5 p.m. –Return refreshed and ready to work. Write for 4 more hours with more mental clarity than ever before. End the day on high note by seeing that I wrote 2k over my daily goal.
A Day in the Life of THIS Writer
12:09 a.m. –Look at alarm clock, realize I should close the book I’m reading and get some sleep. Calculate the number of hours necessary to function as a human being. Promise to read only one more chapter.
2:23 a.m. –Look at alarm clock again. Smile because I finished the book. Calculate the number of hours. Frown, but then recall that I’ve had far less sleep in the past and still managed to function. Sort of. Quickly decide to skip yoga and then reset the alarm clock.
4:37 a.m. –Why are the birds already chirping? The sun isn’t even up. Shred bits of tissue and stuff in ears. Vow to remove all birdfeeders from the lawn to punish the little ingrates.
7 a.m. –The alarm goes off. Only, I don’t hear it right away because of the tissues in my ears.
7:09 a.m. –Alarm clock goes into DEFCON 4 mode. Smack snooze. Remove tissues from ears. Realize the house is quiet. Too quiet. No one else is awake yet.
7:10 a.m. –Groan, grab glasses, roll out of bed, knock on Dearest Son 2.0’s door. Wonder if ignoring alarm clocks is encoded in DNA.
7:50 a.m. –Frazzled and half-awake, drive DS 2.0 to school, grumble at all the idiot drivers ahead of me. DS 2.0 surprises me by explaining that he was extra tired because he’d finished the book he’d been reading last night, too. <3 Get teary-eyed on the drive home. Smile. Then see myself clearly in the rearview mirror. Shudder and mentally apologize to everyone who saw me. 8 a.m. –make tea. Lots of tea. This is going to be a long day.
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author VIVIENNE LORRET loves romance novels, her pink laptop, her husband, and her two sons (not necessarily in that order … but there are days). Transforming copious amounts of tea into words, she is proud to be an Avon Impulse author of works including: “Tempting Mr. Weatherstone”, The Wallflower Wedding Series, and the Rakes of Fallow Hall series.
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