To Tame a Highland
Earl
by Tarah Scott
Genre: Historical Romance
A man torn between two worlds. Both
need him...neither wants him.
Groomed for a life amongst the
English aristocracy, Lord Erroll Rushton is unexpectedly thrust back into his
father’s Scottish world when the Englishwoman he compromises refuses to marry
him.
No gentleman breaks into a lady’s
bedchamber...but then, no lady sleeps with a pistol under her pillow.
Miss Eve Crenshaw will marry for
love or won’t marry at all. When London’s most notorious rakehell breaks into
her bedchamber in the dead of night and compromises her beyond repair, Eve
plans a daring escape that shocks even the Earl.
~Excerpt~
Eve’s heart leapt into a furious
rhythm. The hidey-hole was wide enough to accommodate Lord Rushton’s broad
shoulders, and long enough for them to squeeze in together. Nothing more. Eve
inhaled a breath, then stopped at his hiss of breath.
“Miss Crenshaw, I will ask you not
to move,” he whispered.
Her pulse skipped a bit. “I-I do not
hear anything. Maybe they did not come into the room.” Please, God, she prayed.
But the moment the prayer passed from her lips, a woman squealed on the other
side of the panel.
Eve gasped. Lord Rushton clamped a
hand over her mouth. He bent slightly and she felt warm breath wash over her
temple as he whispered, “Careful.”
She nodded—as much in a fervent plea
for him to quit touching her as to indicate her understanding. His hand dropped
away. A male voice murmured something in the room and Eve wanted to cry.
Someone had chosen this room for an illicit interlude. How long would they
stay? If she and Lord Rushton were caught, her father would personally escort
them to Gretna Green for a quick marriage. But almost worse than that, the heat
that radiated off Lord Rushton threatened to melt her on the spot.
The tension in her back was working
its way up her shoulders. She shifted. He seized her hips. She jerked and
banged her elbow against the wall. He cursed softly. Her heart hammered harder.
What was wrong with her? She wasn’t an untried maiden. What she and Blane had
done was far worse than being squeezed into a hiding place the size of a rabbit
hole. So why did being wedged in with Lord Rushton have her ready to jump out
of her skin? The man’s muffled voice was followed by a woman’s moan.
Eve became suddenly aware of the
steely bulge pressing against her belly. Her legs weakened and she felt her
knees give way. Lord Rushton jammed an arm behind her and caught her by her
buttocks.
~About the Author~
Award winning author Tarah Scott cut
her teeth on authors such as Georgette Heyer, Zane Grey, and Amanda Quick. Her
favorite book is a Tale of Two Cities, with Gone With the Wind as a close
second. She writes modern classical romance, and paranormal and romantic
suspense. Tarah grew up in Texas and currently resides in Westchester County,
New York with her daughter.
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