When Kate Anderson heard her young cousin complain about the man she was expected to marry, Kate never imagined it would be Harry Le Clere, Lord Godridge! For one season in Edinburgh, Kate and Harry had shared their first taste of passionâand one mistake tore them apart.
Now, Kate is in a position to teach Harry how to woo her cousinâ¦but Kate doesnât realize that she is the only woman he ever wanted. And Harry is determined to have her againâ¦
ANN LETHBRIDGE has been reading Regency novels for as long as she can remember. She always imagined herself as Lizzie Bennet, or one of Georgette Heyerâs heroines, and would often recreate the stories in her head with different outcomes or scenes. When she sat down to write her own novel, it was no wonder that she returned to her first love: the Regency.
Ann grew up roaming England with her military father. Her family lived in many towns and villages across the country, from the Outer Hebrides to Hampshire. She spent memorable family holidays in the West Country and in Dover, where her father was born. She now lives in Canada, with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and a Maltese terrier named Teaser, who spends his days on a chair beside the computer, making sure she doesnât slack off.
Ann visits Britain every year, to undertake research and also to visit family members who are very understanding about her need to poke around old buildings and visit every antiquity within a hundred miles.
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In Wicked Rake, Defiant Mistress, my May 2010 novel, Garrick Le Clere, Marquess of Beauworth, expresses great fondness for his cousin and his heir, Harry Le Clere, Earl of Godridge. As Garrick notes, Harry now lives in the highlands of Scotland, but more than once in the past he has come to Garrickâs rescue. And so he does again.
Kate Anderson thinks Harry is also in need of rescue and sets about to see it done. Kate and Harry are a very special couple and The Laird and the Wanton Widow is their story. I do hope you enjoy it.
I love to hear from readers, and you can reach me through my website http://www.annlethbridge.com, where you will also find news about upcoming books.
Ladiesâ companions didnât dance at balls, yet Kate Andersonâs foot insisted on keeping time to the music of a Scottish reel. London ladies and gentlemen didnât have an ounce of the passion or fire the dance required.
Exquisite in a jonquil gown, the blond Diana Buntin turned in her seat, her blue eyes alight with laughter. âThe next time a gentleman asks you to dance, I will insist you say yes.â While her tone was gentle, Kate could see her employer meant every word.
âSorry,â Kate said, and stilled her foot.
âWhere is Denton with my lemonade?â Lizzie Mcrae, Dianaâs equally blond and blue-eyed niece, raised up on her toes to see past the crowds gathered at the dance floor. At a quick glance she and Miss Buntin could have been sisters, even though they were related only by marriage. They both had the same fair English beauty and sweet dispositions. Unlike Kate, whose temperament was dictated by her red hair.
âOh no,â Lizzie said. Her face fell from happiness to misery.
âWhat is it?â Diana asked. âWho do you see?â
Seated against the wall in the vast Bertwick ballroom, neither she nor Kate could see much beyond the elegantly dressed members of the ton in their immediate vicinity.
âItâs the ogre,â Lizzie said. âWhy is he in Town? Heâll spoil everything.â
The ogre was what Lizzie called the elderly bachelor from the adjoining Scottish estate, the man her father wanted her to marry. A surge of anger rose in Kateâs chest to see the child so upset. She longed to give Lizzieâs father a piece of her mind for proposing such a match.
âOh dear,â Diana said with a wince. âI have a feeling this is my fault.â
At that moment, the crowds parted to reveal an impressively large gentleman with a stern expression on his fair, sun-bronzed face heading in their direction.
Kateâs heart stopped as she took in the furrowed brow above hazel eyes, the set of the square, inflexible jaw, and the crisp waves of light brown hair.