Thursday, April 20, 2017

The Gentleman’s Promise by Frances Fowlkes

Title: The Gentleman's Promise
Author: Frances Fowlkes
Series: The Daughters of Amhurst #3
Genre: Adult Historical Romance
Release Date: April 17, 2017
A social pariah due to her scandalous activities, Lady Sarah Beauchamp yearns for redemption to obtain a husband. The assistance of Society darling Mr. Jonathon Annesley gives her hope of success. However, the more effort he puts into helping her, the more she realizes the only esteem she wishes to earn is that of the handsome Jonathon. However, her reputation would potentially ruin his political aspirations.

Offering a gentleman’s promise to help his sister’s friend regain the favor of the ton should be easy for son of a viscount, Jonathon Annesley. After all, he’s well liked and considered a rising star in Parliament. Until he learns Sarah’s ultimate goal is a husband. No man is good enough and could ever appreciate her for all she is. But she is not for him—his focus rests solely on gaining reforms for society’s weakest members. Yet, a promise made cannot be broken…

"Come now, Sarah. We are well acquainted enough to know when the other is hiding something. Why not confess to your choice of literature? I know this to be a ruse," he said, waving the book on trees. "And your real choice to be hiding behind the pillow. When have I ever criticized your taste in books? I would never do you the dishonor of disparaging your selection. If you're reading a Gothic novel or a…a book of Lord Byron's poems, I will not think less of you."

Her heart swelled. His candor and implicit trust in her was one of the things she loved most about him. That he would not condemn her for her oddities or interests made her love him all the more. She was attracted to him physically, yes, but his heart and kindness affixed him permanently on her heart.

Did he harbor similar affections for her? Ones that went beyond their friendship and into the realm of…of love?

"I-I-I" she stuttered, unable to speak through the barrier of her emotions.

He leaned toward her, further incapacitating her. She could hardly breathe through it all, his nearness numbing her brain and inhibiting all functions. He experienced no such diversions and easily plucked the book out from its hiding spot.

"What are you reading today?" he asked, as he perused the cover. "A bit of Yeats?" His eyes widened as he opened the book to the chapter on graphically detailed pleasure positions.

She was going to die of abject humiliation. She was certain of it. Mortification would kill her. Now.

"This isn’t Yeats," he whispered. His gaze lifted from the pages and bored into hers. "How much of this have you read?"

She glanced down at her hands, which she clasped together. "All of it. This is not my first reading."

He let out a breath. "Does anyone else…know?"

"That I read ancient Indian texts?" she asked, still avoiding his gaze. "You are the first to discover my unusual reading selections."

"Sarah…" He touched his fingers to her ankle, wrapping them around her and squeezing. "Look at me."

"So you can lecture me on my indecent behavior?"

"So I can ask if you have any questions." His hand remained on her ankle, warming her skin through her stocking.

Her gaze lifted. "You are not disappointed in me?"

A low chuckled rumbled in his chest. "On the contrary. I’m very interested in your thoughts on the subject."

"And were I to share them?" she asked. "Would you think less of me?"


Author Bio:
After viewing her all-time favorite love story, "Anne of Green Gables", at the impressionable age of ten, Frances Fowlkes has been obsessed with affable boy-next door heroes, red-heads, and romance stories with lots of "highfaluting mumbo jumbo" written within their pages. It only seems natural then that she married the boy who used to pull on her curls in her high school English class, had not one, but THREE red-headed boys, and penned multiple love stories with bits of flowery prose.

When not writing, Frances loves spending time with her family, fangirling, and planning her next vacation.

Frances Fowlkes, originally a northern mid-westerner, now lives in the southeast with her ardent hero of a husband, three playful and rambunctious boys, and one spoiled standard poodle.

A self-professed Anglophile and summa cum laude graduate of LeTourneau University, Frances Fowlkes combines her passion for happily-ever-afters with her interests in both American and English histories.


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