As Long As You’re Mine Book Tour

Lily, 5 months ago

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A scandalous mistake…or a wicked way to happiness?

Hoping to compromise herself, Lady Amantha Easton sneaks into the bedroom of her would-be suitor only to find a total stranger there—a totally handsome, charming stranger to be sure—but not at all the man she plans to marry. She leaves his room with her reputation intact—barely—only to fall victim to the gentleman’s charms in a public place. Now Amantha must face the fate she’s tried to avoid—marriage to a man who will never love her.

All Rafael Beauregard wanted was a warm bed and a good night’s sleep…but what he got was an unexpected romp with a beautiful vixen and a fiery kiss that left him wanting more. An excellent trade, except now he’s got to marry Lady Amantha, one of the most willful women he’s ever met. So Rafe’s challenge is to persuade her that marriage to him might be the best thing for them both…once he convinces himself.

Guest Post: Five Things You Didn’t Know About Lady Amantha Easton

Although as you read As Long As You’re Mine you may find the heroine Lady Amantha Easton intelligent, headstrong, and daring, there are several things you might not know at a glance. Here are five of the things you didn’t know about Amantha.

She’s an incredibly kind person. She puts up a very tough and stubborn exterior, but she’s really very kindhearted. She’s very prickly around Rafe, but when you see her interactions with her niece, you see how kind and loving she can be.

She is quite the clothes horse, She always takes great care to dress attractively and in the height of fashion. One of the great quandaries she has in Virginia is where she will put all her clothes!

Amantha’s favorite color is blue. If you notice, she wears blue more often in the book than other colors, and especially take note of the sapphire blue garment she wears at the very end of the book.

Amantha’s favorite pastime is horseback riding. And while we do see her riding in the novel, we aren’t told about the hours upon hours she’s spent in the saddle during her life. Riding has been one of the few outlets she’s had for pure enjoyment, something that isn’t bound up in her grief for her mother. Because she’s ridden so much, she’s become an excellent horsewoman, to the point the grooms have no qualms about putting her on mounts that wouldn’t usually be given to a lady. Riding the biggest stallion in the barn has been a way of challenging herself to excel at her favorite thing to do.

She’s a quick thinker. She can plan things with the best of them, but when plans go awry, Amantha assesses the situation and instinctively knows what to do to meet the new challenge. She and Rafe share this trait, and the ability to think on their feet. It may not be one of the things that drew them together but it’s one that makes them admire and respect one another in the end.

Read an Excerpt

“Oh, Raif!” She could scarcely breathe now. “That…feels…so good.”

“I thought it might. You’re awful sweet.” His low, sleepy voice sounded odd under the covers. On the verge of asking if he was well, she lost the thought when he lifted his head from her breast and crushed his lips to hers.

All else forgotten, she wouldn’t have cared if the house burned down around them. His lips were hot, insistent. Then he plied the seam with his tongue, softly urged it to part for him. She had no desire to resist and soon he had buried his tongue deep in her mouth. A tentative stroke of her own brought a growl of encouragement, and she abandoned herself to explore his willing mouth. She did things she’d never dreamed she’d do, with Raif or anyone else. And she only wanted more. “Oh, Raif. I never thought it could be like this.”

He chuckled. “How soon you forget, Jenny.”

“Jenny?” Amantha froze, her blood turning to ice in her veins. “Who’s Jenny?” Sudden anger lit a fire in her, and she pushed him away. “How many women were you expecting in your bed tonight, Raif?”

“What?” The sleepiness had flown from his voice. “You’re not Jenny?”

“You expected me to be?” This was a nightmare. They weren’t even married and Raif was being unfaithful to her.

“I didn’t expect anyone in my bed.” He threw off the covers and fumbled at the bedside table.

“What do you mean you didn’t expect me? We had planned this, Raif.” What the devil was the man playing at?

“We?” A match flared as he lit the lamp, the sudden light after the darkness almost blinding her. She put her hand up to shield her eyes.

“What do you mean, we?” He sat up in the bed, rubbing his eyes. “Who are you, sweetheart?”

The voice, now unmuffled, certainly did not have the superior tone of Raiford Tolbert. Slowly Amantha lowered her hand to find a man with dark hair she’d never seen before peering at her.

Dear God, what had she done?

About the Author

Jenna Jaxon is a best-selling author of historical romance, writing in a variety of time periods because she believes that passion is timeless. She has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager. A romantic herself, Jenna has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise. She tries to incorporate all these elements into her own stories.

She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets–including Olive, an almost silent cat, Earl Grey, a very curious bunny, and a Shar-pei mix dog named Frenchie.

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