Tuesday, 12 November 2013

November 13 ~ Compromising Miss Tisdale

Jessica Jefferson

Ambrosia Tisdale is the very picture of propriety and the epitome of what a respectable young lady should be. Haunted by a memory and compelled by her family, she pursues perfection to a fault.

The Earl of Bristol, Duncan Maddox, has returned to London after years of familial imposed exile. As the second son, he has led a life filled with frivolity, leisure, and a healthy dose of debauchery. Now his older brother has died, leaving the family’s flailing 
legacy in Duncan’s unwilling arms.

At the behest of his uncle, Duncan is advised to do the one thing that could provide instant fortune and respectability – he must marry. But there is only one prospect who meets the unique requirements to solve all the Earl’s problems – the lovely Miss Ambrosia Tisdale. But securing the prudent daughter of a Viscount’s hand proves to be more challenging than this scandal ridden second son of an Earl has bargained for.

With scandal, extortion, treachery, and even love itself threatening to keep him from his goal, will Duncan succeed in 
compromising Miss Tisdale?


She had stumbled upon the library.  A fire in the hearth threw a faint glow over leather lined volumes that filled floor to ceiling book shelves.   Lavishly upholstered plush arm chairs sat upon Aubusson rugs scattered throughout the room.  A settee was positioned across from a giant stone faced fireplace where a shirtless man sat warming his hands.

Shirtless man?

Ambrosia blinked.

 Certainly, her eyes were playing tricks on her. 

Then the shirtless man turned his head, his eyes meeting hers.  

It wasn’t a hallucination-he was real.   She hadn’t been expecting to find a partially dressed man, and he obviously wasn’t expecting to be found.   It was but a moment before the man’s expression began to soften and a wicked smile slowly crept across his lips. 

 A smile that stole the breath right from out of her. 

 Every gently bred fiber in her body screamed to turn around and run straight out the door.  Hundreds of years of proper English rearing had produced a base instinct to flee when in the presence of an unknown male (especially one with so little clothing).  But then he stood up, cautiously, the way one does as if not to startle a deer.  Standing, he was clad in nothing but buckskin breeches, the dim light from the flames playing over the sculpted muscles and sinew of his shoulders and chest. 

Breeding be damned, her feet simply refused to budge. 

Jessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it – almost Chicago.  Jessica originally attended college in hopes of achieving an English degree and writing the next great American novel.  Ten years later she was working as a registered nurse and reading historical romance when she decided to give writing another go-round.   

Jessica writes likes she speaks, which has a tendency to be fast paced and humorous.  Jessica is heavily inspired by sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy to transport the reader into a story they miss long after the last page is read.  She invites you to visit her at jessicajefferson.com and read her random romance musings.

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An interview with Jessica: 

1. Who is the last person you hugged? 

My toddler.  She’s a snuggler, that one. 

2. What is the story of your first kiss?

It was with my friend down the street.  It took me a couple years to tell anyone, but he did manage to snag a kiss and cop a bit of a feel.  I found the whole thing utterly horrific and I remember as soon as it was over, I changed the subject and went on like nothing had happened.
3. Do you like kissing in public?

Absolutely not.  In fact, I’m quite against most PDA.  It’s crazy because of my personality, most people take me for a hugger.  I’m always getting hugged – ugh.   Fortunately, my husband is quite similar in regards to PDA.  In fact, my mother wonders just how it is we’ve created two children since she’s yet to see us touch in the thirteen years we’ve been married. 

4. What is the sweetest thing someone has done for you?

When I was dating my husband he used to leave tokens of affection on my car window.  A CD with our song, a note.  It was always unexpected.  Recently he showed up to my work wearing an “I love Jessica” shirt.  Sweet as those gestures were, I can still remember something from when I was much younger.  It was for my Junior Prom.  I had dated this guy whose father had “forbid” us from seeing each other.  Of course, we did anyways.  What fun is puppy love if it’s not forbidden, right?  So, I had to go to prom with some other guy, just an acquaintance.  But before I went to real prom, I met my boyfriend at the local Dairy Queen where we had our own little mini-prom.   It was so Jack and Diane of us.   

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  1. Thank you for having me today. Hope everyone enjoys the book!

  2. Jessica, Compromising Miss Tisdale is an excellent book. I read it in one sitting and look forward to more stories you pen.

  3. Loved the book and this interview really made me smile

  4. Thanks for sharing the interview and the giveaway. Sounds like a really good book. evamillien at gmail dot com

  5. Great interview!
    Thanks for the chance to win!
    Sounds like a really good read!!
    natasha_donohoo_8 at hotmail dot com

  6. Enjoyed reading the book. BTW...great interview.

  7. Wonderful interview. Love the 'Jack and Diane' story. It's so sweet...

  8. Nice interview... Different questions than normally asked. :)


  9. Sorry for the late post. I’m playing catch-up here so I’m just popping in to say HI and sorry I missed visiting with you on party day! Hope you all had a good time!
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