Please welcome author Jayne Fresina as she promotes her latest book, Miss Molly Robbins Designs a Seduction. Enjoy her interview after my thoughts on the book. Also make sure to check out our big giveaway!
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A great Sydney Dovedale Prize Pack:
- The 4 book set of the Sydney Dovedale series
· The Most Improper Miss Sophie Valentine
· The Wicked Wedding of Miss Ellie Vyne
· Lady Mercy Danforthe Flirts with Scandal
· Miss Molly Robbins Designs a Seduction
- A box of tea and mug
- A tin of English Butter Fudge from Jayne
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Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Date of publication: February 2014
She Designs Dresses for
London's Leading Ladies…
Molly Robbins is finally stepping into the spotlight. Her unique dress
designs have caught the eye of London's elite. And if it means her own dress
shop, proper Molly will make a deal with the devil himself—the notoriously
naughty Earl of Everscham. But becoming his mistress is not a part of their
arrangement. It's right there in the contract's fine print: No Tomfoolery.
He's an Expert at Taking Them
Off…
Carver Danforthe has a reputation for beautiful mistresses, cutting
remarks, and shirking his responsibilities—not for indulging the ambitions of
his sister's maid. He must have been drunk when he signed that blasted
contract. The stubborn female may thing she's gotten the best of him, but what
this situation calls for is a little hands-on negotiating...
My thoughts:
For the most part I liked the book. I really like Molly. I thought she had a lot of guts trying to start her own business in a time that most women weren't independent. Her frank banter with Carver was a lot of fun. Carver was a little hard to like at first, but as I got to see his softer side, he won me over. The ways in which he kept giving help to Molly's business were very endearing. I also loved how he kept trying to seduce Molly. The romance was sweet and very satisfying. There was a little twist in the end that was pretty easy to see coming, but that didn't take away from the overall story.
I'm not totally sure that this book could be read as a stand alone. It is the fourth in the series and I kept feeling like I was missing some back story. I'll probably go back and read the others to catch myself up. The book was a quick and fun read and I do recommend it.
Kari&
Autumn: What
inspired you to become a writer?
Jayne:
My family definitely. Some of my
earliest memories involve books. As a child, when I had measles and mumps,
lying in bed feeling miserable, my sisters came up to read to me and cheer me
up. I would close my eyes and see it all in my head as they read to me. I was
very quiet and shy at school, and story time was my favorite half hour of the
day! Books were magical and libraries were quiet places full of adventure to be
discovered.
I can remember the first time I loved a book
so much that as soon as I had finished reading it I wanted to start over again.
I thought how wonderful it must be to
write stories and create characters that could make people happy like that. I
was about seven, I think. The seeds were planted way back then. I didn't start
writing my own stories until later though and I didn't think I'd ever be able
to show them to anyone!
Kari&
Autumn: Where
do you come up with the ideas for your books?
Jayne: The ideas can come from anywhere and at any time -
sometimes when it's not convenient! LOL. Inspiration can come from hearing
music, or an article I read or a documentary I watched. I never know when it
will strike. Also occasionally it comes from my editor who prompts me to write
a story around a character she enjoyed from an earlier book— or one she would
like to see redeemed!
Kari&
Autumn: What
exciting projects are waiting in the wings?
Jayne:
My second Regency series for Sourcebooks - The Book Club Belles Society - is
coming up very soon in the Spring with a special introductory story, which will
be free e-book called "Before the Kiss", followed by the first book
in the series, "Once Upon a Kiss".
Kari&
Autumn: Who
is your favorite literary character and why?
Jayne: Eeyore! Because he is very like me, but cuter!
Kari&
Autumn: Just
for fun, if you could be any animal, what would it be and why?
Jayne:
I would be a bird, because it would be wonderful to fly everywhere without
luggage or airport security. Or contributing to the pollution!
I'd like to leave you with a
short excerpt from MISS MOLLY ROBBINS DESIGNS A SEDUCTION. Hopefully, it will
whet your appetite for more!
In this scene Molly has decided
to take the Earl of Everscham up on his offer of a business loan. Only trouble
is, the earl was pickled when he made his offer and he wasn't expecting her to
take him seriously. Neither did he anticipate that she would come to him with a
contract that contains the clause, "No Tomfoolery". That, he's about
to realize, might be a problem.
“Two hundred pounds will not get you far,”
he muttered, although he really had no idea how much a dressmaker charged for
her services. If his mistress desired new clothes, he told her to charge it to
his account, and then the matter was taken care of by Edward Hobbs, who handled
all such affairs. In fact, Carver didn’t really know what anything cost, except
for a good racehorse. Since there was little the Danforthe coffers couldn’t
afford, prices were mostly moot.
“I did not want to ask for more than I
could pay back in a reasonable amount of time,” she replied. “The sum I request
from you is just enough to help with rent and materials until I am established.
If I asked for more, you might expect something in return, and I have my virtue
to consider.”
He almost dropped the contract. “Your
virtue?”
“That’s right, my lord. I don’t suppose you
come across one often, but I’d like to keep mine unbesmirched.”
A sudden ripple of laughter threatened his
stern composure, but somehow he thwarted its determined progress up his throat
and returned his gaze to the contract, where his attention was caught by a line
of words, thickly underscored in the last clause. “What’s this?” he demanded.
“No Tomfoolery, my lord. You needn’t try to
seduce me. Ours will be a business arrangement and nothing more. In light of
your reputation, I thought I’d better put that in, so there could be no
misunder—”
“Hush, woman!”
The threat of laughter successfully
vanquished now, Carver scowled at the paper and felt that throbbing ache
pounding in his temple with renewed force. For this he got out of bed? He ought
to toss her damnable contract into the fire, send her away with a few stern words
about never darkening his doorstep again, and then go back to his warm and cozy
bed. When he looked up once more, the sanctimonious wench was suddenly at the
side of his desk, closer than before. She’d moved with such stealth that when
he saw her suddenly in a new place, his pulse quickened. It was as if he’d just
found a spider on his blotter.
“I think you’ll find it all quite in order,
my lord.”
No Tomfoolery, indeed! As if he might be tempted by her—his
sister’s former servant, and a dull, scrawny bag of bones into the bargain!
Carver had his pick of society beauties and certainly would never choose a
melancholy creature, adaptable to dark corners, and in possession of a sinister
ability to move from one spot to another without sound. Carver preferred noisy,
colorful women who were too loud to creep up on him and take him by surprise,
too shallow to require more than a few expensive presents to keep them content.
Spinsters with iron petticoats were of no interest to him.
Why, he wondered suddenly, had he ever
suggested he might loan this Mouse money? He didn’t even know how he’d learned
about her aspirations of starting a business. Surprising what he picked up
around his own house, like lint.
“If you no longer wish to loan me the
money, my lord, I’ll understand, of course. If you don’t feel up to the risk of
investment. If, when you made the offer that evening, you thought to get
something from me that I am not prepared to give. Or if you have lost your
courage.” She pressed her lips together. They were well-shaped, softly—one
might even say invitingly—curved when she allowed them to relax. But it was as
if she was afraid of what they might say or do when given too much freedom, so
she kept them under close guard. “I wouldn’t want to impose upon you. I daresay
there are other places for a girl to find investors in this town.”
“Indeed. Now you’ve dragged me out of bed
at this unholy hour just to be impertinent to my face, I suppose you can be
content, traipse back out again, and sully my name to all and sundry.”
She continued somberly, “Since I am no
longer employed here, I am not your responsibility, and you have no obligation
toward my welfare.”
“Quite. Let the rejoicing commence.”
“I ask only that”—she paused for a quick
sneeze—“should the peelers return my drowned body here to Danforthe House, you
take pity on me and don’t tell my brothers that I was driven, out of
desperation, to end my own life.”
“Wait, do I hear violins?”
“I wouldn’t want to be buried outside the
church wall with the sinners and those unbaptized. For then I might have to
come back and haunt…somebody.”
She already did, he mused, thinking of the
scratching inside his wainscoting. But she didn’t hide from him today. She’d
stepped out of the shadows to get his attention. Her bonnet he vaguely
recognized now as one that previously belonged to his sister. Molly Robbins
must have altered it slightly, taken away some of the decoration and restyled
it to fit her less flamboyant personality. Her cheeks were thinner than his
sister’s, the skin a little darker. Dimples, pouts, and fluttery lashes had no
place on Miss Robbins’s face. There was no artifice, such as he often detected
painting the features of his mistress. Molly didn’t need anything of that sort;
hers was an honest face, unwavering, composed, fearless.
Carver watched her thoughtfully. Perhaps
she was not so very plain after all. Or perhaps he had simply never observed
her closely enough.
“Is there something amiss?” she inquired,
very polite. This slender girl, sneezing all over his library, dampening his
air with her germs, had the gall to ask if there was anything wrong with him. “You look a trifle pale, my
lord.”
He stabbed a finger at the No Tomfoolery clause in her contract.
“This won’t be necessary.”
“I’d like it there all the same. Just to be
sure.” Bloody woman didn’t even blink.
“Well, it’s your ink wasted.” He smirked.
“Mouse.”
“Better be safe than sorry, my lord. Like I
said, if you don’t feel up to it. If you prefer that I seek funds elsewhere,
from some other gentleman who—”
“Hush, woman!”
He would never hear the last of it from his
sister if he turned Robbins away from his door, and to be perfectly honest, he
didn’t like the idea of her going to others for assistance. He supposed this
strange pinch of anxiety might have something to do with being dragged up and
out of his own bed so blasted early, but he could not allow her to go to anyone
else. Not with those wise-beyond-their-years brown eyes and lips that grew
bolder by the minute.
Grabbing his pen, he scrawled an angry
signature across the bottom of both copies, ending with a hard press to the
last upward swing of the “m” in Everscham. A fat blot of ink blossomed on the
paper—almost, much to his embarrassment, in the shape of a heart—and then he
dropped the quill back into the ink well.
©Jayne Fresina, 2014
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Historical romance author
Jayne Fresina sprouted up in England. Entertained by her father’s colorful
tales of
growing up in the countryside, and surrounded by opinionated sisters,
she’s always had inspiration for her beleaguered heroes and unstoppable
heroines. Miss Molly Robbins Designs a
Seduction is the fourth book in her Sydney Dovedale series. She lives in
upstate New York where she is working on a brand new regency romance series,
the Book Club Belles Society. Visit www.jaynefresina.com
for more information.
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