I'm doing well, and I hope you are, too.
I haven't heard anything about my next book yet,
but I'll keep you in the loop.
Today's snippet is part of last week's scene, just a little later on.
I hope you like it.
I cross my legs and sit like a pixie while he lies back on the bed, looking content. I feel that, for the first time, we really understand each other.
“It’s like magic, isn’t it? The way we met, the fate that brought us together?”
“Yes,” he tells me. “It’s also magical, the way you make love.” “Thank you, Daddy.”
“I must reward you somehow. What would you like?”
“I’d like to see my mother, and have you pay my father his bride’s price. You reminded me of it when you said Bristol, because we usually camp near there this time of year.”
When handsome Lord Davenport finds a young gypsy woman camping out on his property, he captures her and takes her home, with the intention of making her his little. She is bathed, dressed like a proper young girl, and put into the nursery. He discovers she is woefully ignorant and totally innocent, and vows to teach her, both in the schoolroom and the bedroom. He also introduces her to the concept of strict discipline, and she frequently finds herself over his lap. Can he tame the wild Gypsy, or will she slip right through his fingers and make good her escape? Find out here and here. Don't forget to check out all the other blogs, which are listed below.