Virtual Tour Book Spotlight- Beguiling the Barrister by Wendy Soliman

Posted June 18, 2013 by Addictive Passion in Uncategorized / 2 Comments

Genre: Regency, Historical Romance
Heat Level: Mild
Publisher: Carina Press
Publishing Date: June 24th 2013
Series, #: The Forsters, Book 2
Format: Digital
Words: 71,000

Buy Links:
Carina Press – http://bit.ly/18nEAjr
Amazon.com – http://amzn.to/18f6YFi
Book two of The Forsters.
England, 1814
Flick–more properly known as Lady Felicity Forster–was twelve when she decided she was going to marry her handsome neighbor Darius Grantley. Now, embarking on her second season, she’s no nearer to that lofty ambition. She commits to making Darius fall in love with her, if only he’d take a break from pleading the case of the common criminal as a barrister at the Old Bailey.
Darius adores the lovely, high-spirited younger sister of the Marquess of Denby, but he’s all too aware that Flick is far above him in social status, not to mention fortune. Winning the high-profile Cuthbert case will earn him a promised appointment to King’s Counsel and just enough income to provide a home for his well-born lady.
But the cards are stacked against him. Not only do the newspapers trumpet his clients’ guilt, but a powerful peer bribes the witnesses and threatens Flick unless Darius sabotages his own case…
Guest Post
Thanks for inviting me here to chat about Beguiling the Barrister, the second in
my series charting the fortunes of the Forster siblings.
England
1814. Flick- more properly known as Lady Felicity Forster – was twelve when she
decided she was going to marry her handsome neighbour, Darius Grantley. Now,
embarking on her second season, she’s no nearer to achieving that ambition.
Drastic action is called for if she’s to make Darius fall in love with her.
Darius
adores the lovely, high-spirited sister of the Marquess of Denby, but he’s
aware that Flick is far above him socially and he can’t afford to keep her in
the style to which she’s accustomed. Winning the high-profile Cuthbert case
being heard at the Old Bailey will earn him a promised appointment to King’s
Counsel and just enough income to prove a home for his well-born lady.
But
the cards are stacked against Darius. Not only do the newspapers trumpet his
clients’ guilt, but a powerful peer bribes the witnesses and threatens Flick
unless Darius sabotages his own case…
When
Flick visits Darius at his chambers, he knows the time has come to put an end
to his obsession with her. This is what happens:-
Darius
looked into the eyes of the woman he’d loved for years, determined to put an
end to his obsession with her once and for all. He couldn’t have her, had
always known that in his heart, and it was time to drive her away with some
cold, hard facts of life. He would survive and get on with his life. The poets
would have it that it was possible to die from a broken heart, but Darius
didn’t know of anyone who’d actually suffered that fate. He would be miserable
for a while but was fairly sure he wouldn’t become the first man to support the
poets’ cause.
“There is no one I would rather
have in my life than you, Flick. Surely you realize that much by now?”
She gasped. “Actually, I had no
idea!”
“But it’s hopeless.”
She opened her eyes very wide,
clearly not understanding what ought to be obvious to an eight-year-old. “You
would live in this hovel with me when I’m in town?”
She smiled radiantly. “As shacks
go, it’s very cosy.”
He shot her a bemused look.
“Excuse me?”
“Oh, it’s just something Beth and
I were talking about earlier.”
Tension radiated through Darius.
Flick still hadn’t caught on and so he needed to be cruel to be kind. Cruel to
himself as well as to her.
“You might think you prefer me to
all the swells who seek your attention, simply because you’re at liberty to
bestow your affections wherever you wish. But I assure you the reality wouldn’t
live up to your expectations, and your regard for me wouldn’t stand the test of
time.”
“Darius, you can’t possibly know
what—”
“Yes, I can.” He settled a
resigned expression on her face. “This is how I live, Flick.” He curled his
upper lip. “This is how it must be for me if I’m to follow my conscience.”
“Darius, you’re being
ridiculous!” An ecstatic smile illuminated her beautiful face. She had never
looked lovelier, which only served to emphasise the disappointment that drained
his soul, ripping through him like a sabre. All the time he’d avoided this
conversation there had been a glimmer of hope. He’d fooled himself with
increasingly ridiculous possibilities, but that was all they were. Ridiculous.
And it couldn’t go on. He had to kill that hope now and bring an end to their
suffering. “My dowry is more than enough for us to—”
“Out of the question!” Realizing
he was shouting, he moderated his tone. “I will not live off a woman’s wealth.”
She frowned. “Why not? Men marry
for financial expediency all the time without even feeling any affection for
their partners.” She tilted her head and regarded him from beneath a fringe of
thick lashes, still looking disconcertingly confident in her ability to talk
him round. “Do you feel nothing for me, Darius? Have I imagined it all? I
really don’t think I have, but if you can convince me otherwise, this
conversation will be at an end and we’ll never refer to it again.”
How hard could it be to be
untruthful? It would be better for her—for them both—if he put an end to the
indefinable something that had existed between them for as long as he could
remember. It would also help if they weren’t having this conversation on the
threshold of his bedroom. He should have thought of that before he brought her
up here but, as always when in Flick’s company, the rational, methodical part
of his brain appeared to be asleep.
“Flick, I—”
“What is it, Darius?” she asked
when he couldn’t seem to get the words past the blockage in his throat. “Was
there something you wished to say to me?”
Hell, why did she have to look at
him with her heart reflected in her eyes? It was too much. He had spent days,
months, years even, fighting the attraction he felt towards her. He was an
expert at hiding his true feelings, but now, when he needed it the most, the
ability to continue doing so abruptly deserted him.
With a strangled oath he pulled
her into his arms. She came willing and her own arms slipped round his neck,
her fingers burying themselves in his hair like she’d done it a thousand times
before. At last the soft curves he’d spent so many sleepless nights imagining
collided with the solid planes of his own body. She fit there perfectly, but
then he’d always imagined she would.
His arms closed about her in a
tight, protective embrace and he knew then that nothing on this earth would
prevent him from kissing her. He would taste her sweet lips just once and then
cast her from him forever. The brim of her bonnet got in the way, as though
reminding him that this was total lunacy. Before he could use it as an excuse
to come to his senses, she untied the ribbons and threw it carelessly aside.
Darius gave up the unequal
struggle to be sensible. He’d been sensible his whole damned life and it had
got him precisely nowhere. Flick was standing on her toes, smiling radiantly at
him with her mouth, her eyes, her entire expression. Darius groaned, tightened
his hold on her, dropped his head and claimed her lips in a deep, drugging
kiss. His hands roamed the contours of her back as he forced her lips apart
with the tip of his tongue. She leaned into him and a soft sigh somehow slipped
past the lips he was busy kissing. Victory surged through him when she
surrendered with such sweet innocence that it was obvious she’d never been
kissed before. And nor would she be again.
At least not by him.
Thanks again for having me here.
Wendy
giveaway
One lucky, randomly drawn commenter will receive their choice of either Compromising the Marquess or Beguiling the Barrister.  Digital and be sure to leave your email addy also please!
A little about the Author

Wendy Soliman was brought up on the Isle of Wight in Southern England but now divides her time between Andorra and West Florida. She lives with her husband Andre and a rescued dog of indeterminate pedigree named Jake Bentley. 
The Isle of Wight is full of historic buildings, which is where she acquired her love of history, absorbing it like osmosis. She is the author of nine single-title Regency romances and is excited about her up-coming series charting the fortunes of the Forster dynasty. 
When not writing she enjoys reading other people’s books, walking miles with her dog whilst plotting her next scene, and is on a one-woman mission to save the wine industry from the economic slump. Well, someone’s got to do it! 
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