Book Name- Seeking Scandal by Nadine Millard
Genre-Historical Romance
Release date-17th July,2014
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Synopsis
Two years ago, Caroline Carrington had made the biggest mistake of her
life; she had rejected the man she loved. Now, she was back in London
and ready to find a husband. But first, before proper Caroline did
exactly what was expected of her, she wanted a little scandal,
something to remember during her life as a perfect society wife. Not
enough to ruin her, but enough to make her feel alive. Who then is
better placed to help her with her quest than Tom Crawdon, the man
whose mere presence still had the power to weaken her knees, and her
heart?
life; she had rejected the man she loved. Now, she was back in London
and ready to find a husband. But first, before proper Caroline did
exactly what was expected of her, she wanted a little scandal,
something to remember during her life as a perfect society wife. Not
enough to ruin her, but enough to make her feel alive. Who then is
better placed to help her with her quest than Tom Crawdon, the man
whose mere presence still had the power to weaken her knees, and her
heart?
Tomhad promised himself that he would never allow another woman to get
under his skin the way Caroline Carrington had. He had returned to
London intent on forgetting her and moving on with his life.
Forgetting her however, would have been a lot easier had she not arrived in
London at the same time as he had. What was worse, she seemed to be
on a mission to shake off her good girl reputation. And who better to
help her than a notorious rake like him?
London at the same time as he had. What was worse, she seemed to be
on a mission to shake off her good girl reputation. And who better to
help her than a notorious rake like him?
But could he help her while still protecting her unblemished reputation?
And what happened if she snuck her way right back into his heart?
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Excerpt 1
Especially someone he l- cared for.
A sound drew his attention and he turned to see Caroline trying to get herself back onto Fortuna.
No doubt she was trying to storm away. But since Fortuna was far too large for Caroline to be
able to reach the stirrups alone, all she had managed to achieve was to be halfway up the horse,
with one foot in the stirrup and the other dangling uselessly as her arms clearly did not have the
strength to continue pulling.
“Er – what exactly are you doing?” he asked politely.
“Minding my own business,” she snapped back, “you should try it.”
Ah, she was still upset.
He didn’t think he’d ever seen her in a rage before. It was most amusing.
“Let me help you”, he tried again.
With a huff, she gave up on the frankly impossible task of mounting her horse alone.
She whipped round to face him, her face red from the exertion of scaling a horse, her eyes
flashing fire.
“Oh, now you want to help?” she drawled sarcastically. “Well, no thank you. You have made
your feelings on helping me perfectly clear.”
Tom felt his temper rise to match her own.
“I cannot believe that you are angry with me for trying to preserve your reputation.”
“Hang my reputation”, she shouted now.
“Hang it, indeed. You forget I know you Caroline and I know that you may speak as if you do
not care but I was there the night you decided that your reputation was more important to you
than anything else in the world, remember?”
His outburst brought an abrupt stop to her ranting and there was a deadly silence between them
both.
He had thought that his words had taken the sting out of her mood? That she would apologise
and say that he was right?
He watched as she bowed her golden head and waited for her to lift it again, to see her eyes filled
with contrition.
Lift her head she did, but her eyes were glinting with determination now. Not contrition.
He was immediately suspicious.
“I have told you before, I am well aware of what I did two years ago. And what it cost me”.
His heart slammed at her words. Was she saying that she regretted it? That she felt she had lost
him?
When all it would take was a word from her?
Before he could speak, however, she continued.
“I am prepared to live with the choices I have made. And live with them I will. I will become
everything I thought I wanted to be and I will do so with good grace, as all ladies do.”
She sounded now much more like the Caroline of old and he felt a certain relief at it. This new
Caroline kept him constantly wrong-footed and it wasn’t a feeling he liked.
“However”, she continued, a hard edge to her voice now, “I am still absolutely determined to
enjoy a little scandal before that happens. And if you won’t help me I will find someone who
will.”
A rage such as Tom had rarely felt burst through him at her words. The thoughts of her kissing
another man as she had been kissing him just moments before were enough to make him want to
hit something.
“Like hell you will”, he growled.
She raised a disdainful brow.
“And who will stop me?”
She was goading him. He knew it. He knew that he should not rise to it. Knew that she was
probably calling his bluff.
And yet...
What if she were true to her word? What if she meant to give another man her smiles, her laughs,
her kisses?
He’d be damned to hell before he allowed that to happen.
Looking her dead in the eye, he reached out and grabbed her to him.
Her eyes widened but rather than fear, they held unbridled passion and excitement. And it was
his undoing.
“Me”, he finally answered before once again crushing her lips beneath his own.
Excerpt 2
Caroline was bored, and decided to take yet another walk in the gardens.
Her stroll took her around to the front of the house and she was surprised to see the arrival of a
lone rider to the front of the house.
Her brow creased in confusion. As far as she knew, Tom wasn’t expecting his guests for another
day or two.
Her attention was caught by the arrival of another two riders coming up the long driveway. She
dearly hoped it was Tom to greet his guest.
Unsure as to whether she should greet the stranger or disappear until someone else arrived, she
watched as he dismounted and made his way to the front door.
His gait was very familiar. So too was his dark hair.
Caroline stepped closer and then gasped in surprise.
It was Charles!
“Charles”, she called and ran toward him.
Her brother turned at her shout, and he grinned as Caroline ran up the steps.
“Hello, Caro” he said in his deep voice before he pulled her into a hug that pulled her from her
feet.
Charles had always towered over her and he made Rebecca look positively tiny.
“What are you doing here?” she asked now, completely forgetting about the imminent arrival of
the other riders in her excitement.
“I came to Town and was told by Edward’s servants that you were all here. I was sure his cousin
would not mind if I paid a visit, since I came to see my family and my entire family are here.”
Caroline smiled widely.
“No I am sure he would not mind, he is a very generous man.”
Charles eyes, identical to Caroline’s icy blue, narrowed slightly at her warm praise but he did not
comment, instead pulling her toward him in another hug.
“You look very well, Caro. It seems England is agreeing with you.”
Caroline made to answer but did not get the chance as she was suddenly pulled roughly from
Charles’ grip.
She looked up in confusion and was surprised and horrified to see Tom, looking murderous,
push her gently away from Charles before throwing his fist and landing a fierce blow right onto
Charles’ cheek.
“Tom” she screamed now, “what are you doing?”
“Getting this lecherous brute’s paws off you”, he snarled and made to move forward again.
“Stop it”, she screamed again, pulling out of his arm with all her mite. “He’s my brother”.
Tom stopped mid-step and turned to look at her.
“Your brother?” he asked slowly, his breathing harsh.
“Yes, my brother” she shouted back, furious with him.
“Ah, so it is. Hello Charles, nice to see you again.”
Caroline’s jaw dropped at Edward’s nonchalance.
Charles grinned at Edward, seemingly as unfazed as the other man.
“Edward, nice to see you too”, he said as the two men shook hands.
Caroline felt as though she had slipped into a surreal dream, or nightmare rather.
Charles turned back to face Tom and eyed him closely.
“You must be Tom Crawdon. Sorry to drop in unexpected, though it would appear I’ve had my
comeuppance” he grinned ruefully, rubbing his cheek and extending his other hand.
“My apologies”, said Tom now grasping Charles’ offered hand, “I thought –“
“You thought some stranger was manhandling my sister. Believe me, I am well pleased to have
someone take such good care of her. You must really care about your guests.”
The two gentlemen shared a look that Caroline, still in a state of shock, did not even try to
decipher.
Tom broke the brief silence.
“Please, come into the house and we will have someone look at your cheek.”
“It’s nothing that a glass of brandy won’t fix”, Charles said jovially.
The door had opened as this bizarre little exchange was going on and Edward stepped through,
handing his hat to a waiting footman.
Both Tom and Charles turned back holding a hand out to Caroline then glancing at each other;
Charles’ face once again shrewd and questioning, Tom’s trying and failing to look innocent.
Caroline stared at them both, completely overset by what had just occurred then shook her head
and stomped into the house without either of their assistance.
She wished Rebecca and the dowager were here. She’d even take Mrs. Colson at this point.
In the space of a few moments, she’d seen Charles, watched as he was almost knocked clear out
by Tom and then listened to them bonding and talking about brandy of all things.
Her head began to ache. And in the midst of it all was the horrible realisation that now whatever
chance she and Tom had of being together had been completely obliterated by the arrival of her
older and overprotective big brother.
Excerpt 3
*** EXCERPT FROM SEEKING SCANDAL ***
"I had held off on telling you until everything was ready but I have acquired some property in Essex, and
I plan to hold a house party there” said Tom.
“Oh how wonderful! That would be perfect. When do you plan to travel there?”
“I thought perhaps family could come as early as next week, and then some friends and acquaintances
could join us for a second week. I’ve met the local gentry. They seem pleasant enough, so plenty of
entertainment to be had. It will give me a chance to show off my new property and, Caroline a chance to
keep a low profile for a time.”
“Yes, yes that is perfect Tom. I cannot wait to see it. Is it very big? What’s it called?”
Tom smiled indulgently, feeling rather proud of Rebecca’s obvious excitement.
He took great pleasure in telling her all about his new home, Woodview Hall. A sprawling red brick
manor house built in the Palladian style that was all the rage a few years ago. It had belonged to a well
to do earl whose son had squandered the family money before deciding that the European way of life
was more suited to his desired lifestyle.
Rebecca was enchanted.
“Oh, it sounds just like the houses Caroline and I dreamed about as little girls!” She sighed wistfully.
Tom tried not to let his reaction show. But hearing that Caroline would likely approve of the house
caused him more happiness than he would have wished.
“None of my estates appeal to you then, sweetheart?” Edward asked with a raised brow.
“Everything about you appeals to me.” Rebecca answered.
Tom sighed and averted his eyes from the smouldering looks between the two. Really, they were
ridiculous.
“Anyway”, he interrupted loudly, “I shall be travelling down in the next day or two and you are, of
course, welcome to join me whenever it is convenient. It is really only a few hours ride so should not be
too difficult for Henry.”
“It sounds perfect. Just the thing that Caroline needs.” Said Rebecca excitedly before her eyes suddenly
glinted with a mischievous light. “You are inviting friends and acquaintances you say?”
“Yes.” Said Tom warily. She was up to something. She was always bloody up to something.
“Who?”
“I am not entirely sure yet.”
“Perhaps I can suggest a few guests.”
Tom looked to Edward for a clue as to what Rebecca might be concocting but he shrugged to indicate he
was as in the dark as Tom.
“Who did you have in mind?”
“Oh,” began Rebecca breezily, “just a few eligible gentlemen that might rouse Caroline’s interest. She
is, after all, on the lookout for a suitable husband. And if we drag her away mid-Season she will miss
several opportunities. Of course, a house party where they can concentrate solely on her would be just
the thing.”
Tom felt his temper flare and clenched his fists tightly to try and reign in his emotions.
“Much as I’m sure your sister would appreciate having a parade of men fawning over her for a week or
two, I do not particularly relish the idea of having strangers in my house.” He said through gritted teeth.
“No, I don’t suppose you would. But surely you must know some gentlemen who would suit Caroline?”
For God’s sake. The woman didn’t let up.
“I shall consider it when sending out invitations.” He said now to shut her up.
The idea of handpicking potential suitors for Caroline was the outside of enough and he didn’t want to
think about it, much less talk about it anymore.
He did not need, he thought with murderous rage, visions of another man’s arms around her soft,
inviting body, another man’s lips caressing hers, another man –
“Excellent. And if you do have trouble coming up with some suggestions I shall have plenty of my own.”
Rebecca said now with an iron stare.
So, his first thought of conveniently leaving all single gentlemen off his invitation list probably wouldn’t
work. Dammit.
“I shan’t have any trouble.” He muttered sulkily.
“Good.”
Tom’s retort was interrupted by the door opening slowly.
There was a brief pause before anyone entered, and Tom felt the familiar prickling of his skin that told
him it was Caroline.
Sure enough, seconds later she entered and damn near took his breath away.
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