Special excerpt from Victorian historical novel Trifling Favors by Heather Hiestand

wrapping up the week with a special excerpt from the Victorian historical
romance novel, Trifling Favors, by
Heather Hiestand.
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A little bit about Trifling Favors:
sweetest treat is a kiss…
Greggory Redcake’s plate is full.
Widowed young and left with two small children, the manager of the Kensington
location of the illustrious tea shop is besieged on all sides between the
bakery and family matters. If only his remarkably efficient shop assistant,
Betsy Popham, could manage his home life, too! But Greggory can’t linger on
thoughts of Betsy’s fetching smile when a dead body is discovered in the
Betsy has no time for romance, not
even with the delectable Mr. Redcake, whose kisses are all too unforgettable.
Haunted by a specter from her family’s past, Betsy is terrified that the man
blackmailing her has turned to deadly violence. Yet the only way to save her
position–and possibly her life–is to accept Greggory’s help as their
delicious attraction sweetens into the tantalizing promise of true love…
Excerpt from Trifling Favors:
“It’s light so long at this time of year that it’s easy to
lose track of time.”
“We’d best be going. I don’t want anyone to think I’ve been
compromising your virtue.”
She felt her body tighten at his suggestive words, in an
almost sexual response. How inappropriate. She blinked, wondering why, for the
second time, Mr. Redcake had gone to thoughts of intercourse in her presence.
He must need companionship, even though he obviously was still mourning his
dead wife. And she wasn’t wearing her apron, but a fitted purple blouse and
gray skirt. At least her stays hid the evidence of her plumped nipples. She
rubbed her palms together, feeling their dampness.
“We may be the only people here,” she said. “Doesn’t your
secretary come in to say good night?”
“When he remembers. Oscar is an absentminded lad. Reminds me
of myself ten years ago.”
“I should be going home, then. Dinner for my father.”
“Might be some soup left downstairs,” Mr. Redcake suggested.
Something about those words made her glance at his mouth.
Thoughts of spoon-feeding him luscious, creamy soup came unbidden to mind. The
thought made her think of that full mouth on parts of her anatomy that hadn’t
been touched in four years.
“Soup?” he prompted, an adorable look of confusion on his
handsome face.
She forced herself from her reverie. “I could hardly carry a
crock of hot soup on the omnibus.” She forced a laugh.
“Mmm, I suppose you are right. It wouldn’t do to slosh it on
the other passengers. I’ll escort you downstairs.”
“Thank you.” She struggled to her feet. Her body didn’t seem
quite prepared to hold herself up. All this talk of husbands was reminding her
of the physical benefits of marriage. She didn’t want to leave her father, but
she also wouldn’t mind having a lover again.
A little bit about the
Hiestand was born in Illinois, but her family migrated west before she started
school. Since then she has claimed Washington State as home, except for a few
years in California. She wrote her first story at age seven and went on to
major in creative writing at the University of Washington. Her first published
fiction was a mystery short story, but since then it has been all about the
many flavors of romance. Heather’s first published romance short story was set
in the Victorian period, and she continues to return, fascinated by the rapid
changes of the nineteenth century. The author of many novels, novellas, and
short stories, she has achieved best-seller status at Amazon and Barnes and
Noble. With her husband and son, she makes her home in a small town and
supposedly works out of her tiny office, though she mostly writes in her easy
chair in the living room.
For more
information, visit Heather’s website at www.heatherhiestand.com. Heather loves
to hear from readers! Her email is heather@heatherhiestand.com.

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