Writing a new book doesn’t necessarily mean leaving old friends behind, especially when you have a series. In Charity, I ended a steamy scene between my hero and heroine with the one of my favorite and one of the most decadent characters I’ve ever written, Lord Daventry, Giles Wexham. Giles is the sort of man you want on your side when you’re breaking the rules.
Here’s a snipped from chapter Seventeen:
They turned, and Oscar pressed Agatha against the bookcase. His fingers wandered down her leg and then slowly, very deliberately, raised her gown past her knees.
Agatha’s free hand cupped his face. “Never.”
Her lips settled on his again, searching and destroying his ability to think. She was, quite simply, voracious for him. Given that Oscar felt the same way, he dragged her gown the remaining distance until his fingers curled around her warm thighs. She was restless, hungry, and when his fingers brushed her curls he found her wet for him.
He couldn’t stop.
Agatha widened her legs.
A knock sounded on the closed door. Oscar’s eyes opened and he glanced around them guiltily. They were still alone. He pressed his brow hard against Agatha’s. “Almost.”
Her fingers slipped from his cheek, her body left him slowly, a tender parting that threatened to undo him once more. Her breath panted rapidly over his throat. “Perhaps next time we’ll be luckier. I suppose we should rejoin our hosts.”
Despite the disappointment, Oscar chuckled. “Must we?”
Agatha nipped at his jaw. “Lilly would be disappointed if we never came out.”
“And Daventry would be offended if that happened.”
“Damn right,” Lord Daventry growled from the other side of the door. “Join us as soon as you’re both decent again.”
I’m thinking Lord Daventry may need to have a short story written about his post-marriage escapades one day. But with everything on my plate right now, it might have to wait until next year. LOL.
What do you think of second epilogues? I’ve noticed a few springing up by well known romance authors.
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