Thursday, July 27, 2017

#GiveAway ~ TOO SCOT TO HANDLE By Grace Burrowes ~ @GraceBurrowes

TOO SCOT TO HANDLE 
 Series: Windham Brides, #2
By Grace Burrowes

Q&A With Grace Burrowes:

Q: Where did you come up with the idea for either your current release or your current WIP?
A: The conflict in Too Scot to Handle that nearly tears Colin and Anwen apart has to do with somebody stealing from an orphanage. I’m a child welfare attorney, and over the years, I’ve seen juvenile group homes come under scrutiny for similar problems, and always, I wonder: Who could steal from little kids? Who could steal from kids who’ve already lost everything? 

Q: Do you have a favorite snack that you like to munch on while writing? If so would you mind sharing what it is with us?
A: I try not to snack, because writing is sedentary and I have the metabolism of a glacier, but I love to start my writing day with one cup of jasmine green tea with agave nectar and light cream. That, my friends, is rocket fuel! 

Q: When you are not busy writing wonderful stories to keep us lucky readers entertained, what do you like to do? Do you have a hobby?
A: I’ve gone nuts with yard flowers this year. Impatiens, geraniums, glads, lilies… First there’s the planting, then there’s mulching, and now we’re into weeding, watering, and deadheading. I love the view from my front porch, and can’t wait to get to the bulbs this fall.

Q: Do you have a favorite background noise you like to having going while you write (TV, Music, kids playing)?
A: Silence, which isn’t hard to come by where I live. 

Q: What are you currently working on?
A: I’m putting the finishing touches on the final Windham Bride, A Rogue of Her Own. I love all my characters, but Charlotte and Sherbourne have stolen my heart (and I hope, each others’)!

ABOUT THE BOOK:
 As a captain in the army, Colin MacHugh led men, fixed what was broken, and fought hard. Now that he's a titled gentleman, he's still fighting—this time to keep his bachelorhood safe from all the marriage-minded debutantes. Then he meets the intriguing Miss Anwen Windham, whose demure nature masks a bonfire waiting to roar to life. When she asks for his help to raise money for the local orphanage, he's happy to oblige.

Anwen is amazed at how quickly Lord Colin takes in hand a pack of rambunctious orphan boys. Amazed at how he actually listens to her ideas. Amazed at the thrill she gets from the rumble of his Scottish burr and the heat of his touch. But not everyone enjoys the success of an upstart. And Colin has enemies who will stop at nothing to ruin him and anybody he holds dear.

On Sale: July 25, 2017
Publisher: Forever
Mass Market:  $7.99 USD
eBook: $6.99 USD
Audio: $22.98 USD


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Excerpt: 
He’d taken care that this kiss be private, and thus unhurried.
            Anwen liked the unhurried part exceedingly. Lord Colin held her not as if she were frail and fragile, but as if she were too precious to let go. His arms were secure about her, and he’d tucked in close enough that she could revel in his contours—broad chest, flat belly, and hard, hard thighs, such as an accomplished equestrian would have.
            Soft lips, though. Gentle, entreating, teasing…
            Anwen teased him back, getting a taste of peppermint for her boldness, and then a taste of him.
            “Great day in the morning,” he whispered, right at her ear. “I won’t be able to sit my horse if you do that again with your tongue.”
            She did it again, and again, until the kiss involved his leg insinuated among the folds and froths of her riding habit, her fingers toying with the hair at his nape, and her heart, beating faster than it had at the conclusion of their race.
            “Ye must cease, wee Anwen,” Lord Colin said, resting his cheek against her temple. “We must cease, or I’ll have to cast myself into yonder water for the sake of my sanity.”
            “I’m a good swimmer,” Anwen said. “I’d fish you out.” She contemplated dragging a sopping Lord Colin from the Serpentine, his clothes plastered to his body….
            “Such a sigh,” he said, kissing her cheek. “If ye’d slap me, I’d take it as a mercy.”
            “I’d rather kiss you again.” And again and again and again. Anwen’s enthusiasm for that undertaking roared through her like a wild fire, bringing light, heat, and energy to every corner of her being.
            “You are a bonfire in disguise,” he said, smoothing a hand over her hair. “An ambush of a woman, and you have all of polite society thinking you’re the quiet one.” He peered down at her, his hair sticking up on one side. “Am I the only man who knows better, Anwen?”
            She smoothed his hair down, delighting in its texture. Red hair had a mind of its own, and by the dawn’s light, his hair was very red.
            “No, you are not the only one who knows better,” she said, which had him looking off across the water, his gaze determined.
            “I’m no’ the dallyin’ kind,” he said, taking Anwen’s hand and kissing it. “I was a soldier, and I’m fond of the ladies, but this is… you mustn’t toy with me.”
            Everlasting celestial trumpets. “You think I could toy with you?”
            “When you smile like that, you could break hearts, Miss Anwen Windham. A man wouldn’t see it coming, but then you’d swan off in a cloud of grace and dignity, and too late, he’d realize what he’d missed. He wouldn’t want to admit how foolish he’d been, but in his heart, he’d know: I should ne’er have let her get away. I should have done anything to stay by her side.”
            I am a bonfire in disguise. “You are not the only one who knows my secret. I know better now too, Colin.” She went up on her toes and kissed him. “It’s our secret.”


THE WINDHAM BRIDES SERIES:

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Grace Burrowes grew up in central Pennsylvania and is the sixth out of seven children. She discovered romance novels when in junior high (back when there was such a thing), and has been reading them voraciously ever since. Grace has a bachelor's degree in political science, a bachelor of music in music history, (both from Pennsylvania State University); a master's degree in conflict transformation from Eastern Mennonite University; and a juris doctor from the National Law Center at the George Washington University.

Grace writes Georgian, Regency, Scottish Victorian, and contemporary romances in both novella and novel lengths. She's a member of Romance Writers of America, and enjoys giving workshops and speaking at writers' conferences. She also loves to hear from her readers, and can be reached through her website or her social channels.



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