Thank you for joining me! I’m very happy to be here at Reading Between the Wines Book Club, celebrating the release of my time travel romance RENDEZVOUS WITH YESTERDAY, the second book in my new series The Gifted Ones. Today I thought I would give you a glimpse of what you’ll find between the pages of Robert and Bethany’s story by offering you the . . .
Top 5 Reason’s You’ll Fall In Love With Rendezvous With Yesterday
1 - Robert and Bethany have a very playful, loving relationship.
Blinking, Robert glanced around and gradually became aware of the gaping stares directed their way by virtually every man, woman, and child in the bailey. A quick look up confirmed the avid interest of the guards atop the walls. Even the hounds that had been romping with the children seemed to have paused in their play long enough to goggle.
Beth’s face flushed a bright red.
“We seem to have attracted a bit of attention,” he understated.
“Believe it or not, I only meant to give you a quick kiss.”
Robert smiled. “If you think I am objecting, you are mistaken, love.”
She plucked at the front of his tunic. “You aren’t angry?”
“Shall I repeat what I have already told you? I care not who approves or disapproves. Were I to receive such a greeting each time I returned home, I would forever be a happy man.”
Pursing her lips, she cast him a flirtatious look. “But you would be happier if we were both naked in a bath, right?”
Robert groaned and laughed at the same time. “Unless you wish me to take you here before all of Fosterly, sweetling, I suggest you restrain that wicked tongue of yours.”
“I will do aught with my wicked tongue that you request,” she countered in a sultry voice, nigh making his knees buckle with the passionate images her words evoked.
Latching onto her hand, Robert practically ran up the stairs to the keep, her light laughter following and making him grin.
2 - Robert is a powerful medieval nobleman and a brave, fierce warrior. But he’s also a bit of a forward thinker for his time and admires strong women, delighting in Beth’s bold, independent spirit instead of being frustrated by it.
Beth drew Robert out of the tower and led him across the bailey, swinging their linked hands between them. “I’m sorry.”
Squinting against the descending sun, she sent him a wry smile. “I’m never going to fit in around here, am I? I keep forgetting the rules.”
He shrugged. “You shall learn them all in time. And once you have, I shall be endlessly entertained, watching you choose which ones you will follow and which you will discard.”
3 - Beth has a very mischievous sense of humor, sparking laughter often . . . as she did in this scene in which Alyssa (the heroine of the first book in the series, A Sorceress of His Own, who has telepathic abilities) prepared to read Beth’s thoughts.
Beth extended her hand again. “Do I just picture what I want you to see?”
“Aye, though I should warn you I may pick up other things along the way,” she cautioned. “Things you may not wish me to see. Things you think of often.”
Beth bit her lip. That was a bit unsettling. “Then I should probably warn you that you are likely to see a lot of Robert naked.”
Alyssa’s eyes widened as a blush climbed her cheeks.
Dillon released a bark of involuntary laughter.
When Beth glanced at Robert, his eyes twinkled as his lips stretched in a mischievous smile.
“You imagine me naked often, do you?” he murmured, toying with a lock of her hair.
Beth winked. “Are you kidding? You’re naked right now.”
4 - Robert is an honorable man . . . even when he would really rather not be.
She turned to face him.
His gaze had fallen to her black bra and bikini panties.
The fire crackled behind him.
His hands curled into fists.
He looked as though he wished to devour her.
“I just had a very naughty thought,” she whispered, her heart again pounding in her chest.
Robert’s eyes rose to meet hers, so full of desire.
“I was thinking,” she continued softly, “that you were looking at me as if I were good enough to eat, and—”
“Beth?” he interrupted, his voice deep and hoarse.
“I beg you not to finish that sentence.”
5 - The secondary characters are loveable, too.
Tears blurred her vision once more. Swearing, she blinked them back.
The trembling of her hands increased.
Looking up, she found Robert and Marcus both watching her. As one, their troubled gazes dropped to her quaking fingers, then rose to her face.
“I’m fine,” she assured them. Of course, the tears over which she apparently had no control chose that moment to spill over her lashes and pour down her cheeks. “I’m fine,” she reiterated, trying to sniff them back. “It’s just…” Reaction. Delayed reaction to the terror of battle. Of almost losing Robert and Marcus. Of killing a man. And of seeing all of the bodies and body parts littering the field.
But she didn’t say that. If she did, they would fall all over themselves trying to comfort her, and then she really would go to pieces.
Instead, she motioned to Marcus’s leg. “I just can’t get his chausses off.”
A shadow fell over her. “Ah. A common complaint. Many a maid has wept on my shoulder because she could not remove Marcus’s chausses.”
Color suffused Marcus’s face at Michael’s dry remark.
And Beth was surprised to find she could laugh.
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