Thank you for inviting me to blog today about my latest release, The Mistress Memoirs. Those of you familiar with the Boscastle series might remember that Colin Boscastle is the second eldest brother to Sebastien (A Wicked Lord At The Wedding) and Gabriel (Wicked As Sin). If you are not acquainted with the Boscastles, that’s fine. Let’s just say that Colin Boscastle is a scoundrel in need of salvation. In the case of The Mistress Memoirs, however, it wasn’t the woman scorned who redeems our rogue, it’s her well-organized, overworked, and underappreciated companion and governess to her children.
Sir Colin Boscastle enters the story at a disadvantage that will take more than his legendary family charm to overcome. Georgette Lawson, the young woman he wronged years ago, has become a professional harlot and wants nothing to do with Colin. She doesn’t hold a grudge against him. But she is afraid that he’ll ruin her life again, and with good reason. Georgette is mistress to Colin’s long-time rival, and Colin isn’t about to let sentiment prevent him from confronting the man he believes murdered his father and stole the family fortune.
At least that is Colin’s intention until a forthright governess makes him realize that in order to satisfy his quest for revenge, he will have to put innocent lives at risk – those of the three boisterous children, a staff of servants who depend on Georgette’s income, and the ever-present governess who does her best to run the house like a decent country manor and not the brothel that it is.
In this scene, Georgette and Colin meet for the first time in years. Kate, the governess, stands in the corner, annoyed with both of them for not having controlled their passions in the past and their tempers in the present moment.
“Well, well, well,” Georgette said from her indolent position on the couch. “Look what my beloved companion dragged in from the garden—the prodigal rake. Kate, haven’t I warned you not to talk to strangers?”
“Georgette,” Colin said slowly, drawing a chair before her. “You look every bit as beautiful as the last time I saw you.”
“Oh, do I really?” she asked tartly. “Do you remember the last time you saw me?”
“I was bawling my eyes out from the window of that miserable cottage where I was born and might have died for all you cared.”
“But you were— are—still beautiful,” he said hastily, “bawling or not. What difference does it make where we parted?”
“I don’t want your flattery,” she said, flinging down her fan. “It doesn’t move me in the least. You can’t return after all this time and expect me to be the same giddy-headed virgin I was before I met you. And you shouldn’t be surprised to learn—”
“You have made a living on your back? I’m in no place to pass judgment on what you’ve done to survive.”
“Thank you ever so much for the stamp of approval,” she retorted. “What is this nonsense that you told my companion about Mason? He’s the most placid man I have ever met.”
“Why shouldn’t he be?” Colin asked with a shrug. “He is sleeping with the woman who once loved me and paying her bills with the profits of the investments of the man he poisoned.”
Georgette regarded him with reluctant sympathy. “Once upon a time you could have persuaded me that th
e moon rose in the morning. I imagined—I wished a plethora of foul fates upon you when you left me. Poor Colin. Of all the excuses I made up for your abandonment it never occurred to me that you had gone utterly mad. I hope it isn’t hereditary.”
Excerpt of The Mistress Memoirs by Jillian Hunter. Copyright March 2013. Published with permission of New American
Library, an imprint of Penguin Group (USA).
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