Collette Cameron here, and I have another sale!
For the first time ever, SCHEMES GONE AMISS, book 2 in the Conundrums of the Misses Culpepper series is on sale!
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You MUST pick up and read this fascinating, complicated, engrossing, passionate, very entertaining and most enjoyable read! ~My Book Addiction Reviews
This is one of those novels that leaves you smiling and hugging your book when it’s over, not ready to admit you’ve reached the end yet completely satisfied. ~Pure Jonel
The first sentence of SCHEMES GONE AMISS made me giggle, and from then on I was completely under Collette Cameron’s spell. ~Buried Under Romance
His gaze riveted upon her mouth, tension tightened his lips.
He had the most beautifully sculpted mouth she’d ever noticed, and that included the Greek gods from last night’s ball. Were Lord Leventhorpe’s as warm and firm and tasty as they appeared?
What the blazes did Mr. Burlington’s lips look like? Did he have lips? He must, of course.
A wheel sank into a hole with bone-jarring force, abruptly interrupting Blythe’s mental rambling and pitching her and Lord Leventhorpe headfirst. His hat flew from his head as he tumbled from his seat onto his knees and reflexively wrapped his arms around her to keep her from plunging to the floor.
With a yelp of outraged surprise, Freddy bumped into Blythe’s back, somehow managing to scramble onto the seat.
Their faces mere inches apart, Blythe couldn’t haul her gaze from the glinting specks in Lord Leventhorpe’s eyes. His focus sank to her lips, and his pupils shrank to pin pricks.
Would he kiss her?
Did she want him to?
Breath suspended, she remained perfectly motionless. Waiting.
Lowering his head, he tightened his embrace an instant before his lips whispered across hers.
They taste even better than they look.
A brilliant light burst behind her eyes, and every bone in her body turned molten. She clutched his lapels certain if she let go, she’d slither to the floor.
He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, and sighing, she readily capitulated and parted her mouth, eager to taste more of him.