Review & Contest: The Lord Meets His Lady Gina Conkle

The Lord Meets His Lady Gina Conkle
Series: Midnight Meetings  (# 3)
Release Date: December 5, 2017
Publisher: Sourcbooks Casablanca
Pages: 448
Source: book provided by NetGalley for review

 

 

Lord Marcus Bowles has stained his family’s reputation for the last time. Only after spending a scandal-free year restoring some far-flung property can this second son return in good graces. But Marcus isn’t one to abandon a lone damsel on a dark country lane.

One stolen kiss and Genevieve Turner’s handsome midnight savior disappears. Typical. No matter, Gen is finally on the way to her new post, and hopefully to finding her grandmother as well. Instead she finds her mischievous hero is her new employer. Surely a few more kisses won’t hurt…

 

Review:  Alert: Sex, Lust and Steamy…  Ms. Conkle gave us some characters that you might not expect to be in the Georgian period.

Genevieve for one…when it came to sex she knew what she wanted when it came to sexual pleasure and was open about it as she wasn’t afraid to let her partner know. You think Georgian period and you think prim and proper. It was refreshing to know that it was possible for women to know that they want during any period in history.

Genevieve and Marcus both needed fresh starts that second chance…Marcus was born into money and was very scandalous.  He needed to settle down, to actually be the adult that he is. Genevieve needed to reinvent herself to get rid of her questionable past.

Ms. Conkle’s characters were nice…you could tell that she did a lot of research. She paid a great deal of time on details. I however felt it was a little long. If you enjoy the historical part of the story then you will enjoy this story. I am not one for this much history. The plot though was interesting as it was different like I said previously to find someone so open about what they enjoyed sexually during this time.

I found that the characters had that chemistry and Ms. Conkle brought Genevieve into the story as an equal despite coming from a lower class and even though at times Marcus may not have liked her being so outspoken deep down I think he liked it.

Sometimes all it takes is just one kiss…

 

 

 

 

 

Excerpt

“Have you kissed her yet?” Samuel asked.

Marcus and Samuel rode along the pasture’s perimeter with an eye to the cottage. Miss Turner’s vibrant red cloak stood out against mellow sandstone. Shovel in hand, she jabbed the earth with determined thrusts. The weeds didn’t stand a chance.

“I assume we’re speaking of my housekeeper.” Marcus halted Khan. “A hardworking, respectable woman of excellent character. She’s done a fine job with Pallinsburn. I wouldn’t besmirch her honor with talk like that nor should you.”

Samuel rode on, his shoulders bouncing with laughter. “And every night she ascends to heaven on angel’s wings.”

If his friend saw right through him, how soon before others did?

“Came on strong, did I?”

Samuel pinched a small space between his thumb and forefinger. “A little.”

He urged his horse forward. “I don’t want her reputation damaged.”

“Should’ve thought about that before making her your housekeeper. People will talk.”

Marcus searched Miss Turner out again, a gust boxing his ears like some admonishing aunt.

Was it so wrong to want to help a woman in need?

His housekeeper cleared the last weedy invaders off his front step. Her serious exterior belied deep-seated passion, evidenced in the way she dove into every task. The enthusiasm fascinated him.

And yes, he admired her other parts.

“What will people talk about? Her youth?” he retorted.  “Does a woman have to be long in the tooth to hold a decent position?”

“No, but it’d help if you were toothless. Or married.” Samuel stared ahead, the wind assaulting his queue. “We don’t set the rules, but we both know them.”

“You hired her, and you’re not a married man.”

Samuel’s gaze pinned him. “Nor do I have your unsavory reputation.”

“I’d wager my housekeeper has more honor, more determination in her little finger than any woman of my acquaintance,” he said fiercely. “Who I am should have no bearing on her.”

“Me thinks you doth protest too much…or whatever that drivel is. A clear sign you have it bad for her, but haven’t touched her. Yet.”

Why did Samuel hunt for sordid details? Likely he’d seen through Miss Turner with her low-cut bodices and saucy skirts. Didn’t matter. She worked hard. He didn’t care if she fit the proper housekeeper stamp or not.

He ought to buy a dull grey gown for her, if only to aid her reputation. Smiling against his collar, he guessed she wouldn’t wear it. Nor should she have to. One look at his red-cloaked gardener and he was certain of one thing: he’d do his anything to keep his friend, or any man, on the straight and narrow when it came to Miss Turner. She deserved a fresh start.

His housekeeper had nabbed a piece of his heart.

But the afternoon ride wasn’t meant to discuss his housekeeper’s allure. Samuel pulled his hat low, failing to look him in the eye.

“Quoting Shakespeare,” Marcus said. “You must be reading with Adam again.”

Copyright © 2017 The Lord Meets His Lady by Gina Conkle

 

Author Bio

Gina Conkle writes lush Viking romance and sensual Georgian romance. Her books always offer a fresh, addictive spin on the genre with the witty banter and sexual tension that readers crave. She grew up in southern California and despite all that sunshine, Gina loves books over beaches and stone castles over sand castles. Now she lives in Michigan with her favorite alpha male, Brian, and their two sons where she’s known to occasionally garden and cook.

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