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The story takes place in the Pacific Northwest during the late 1800's. While it's on the sweet side in the erotic romance genre, there's still plenty of spice.
Fresh out of Mrs. Pettigrew's School for Young Ladies, Amelia Westcott and her two best friends are ready for adventure. Suddenly a life filled with social obligations and meaningless gossip seems unappealing. On a whim the girls investigate the phenomena of young women heading west to marry, and Amelia is captivated by the freedom such a decision offers.
Hugh Jordon needs a wife. The severe shortage of women in the Pacific Northwest makes advertising for a bride seems reasonable. As long as he finds a wife who is the exact opposite of his tempestuous mother, he’ll be well satisfied. Studying the applicants, he chooses one that seems to best fit his needs, and delegates his head clerk with the critical task of sending polite rejections to the others. Unfortunately, most of them never get the letter Hugh anticipated and soon the brides descend, all expecting to marry the same man!
Amelia is horrified, and realizes that the adage "marry in haste, repent at leisure" has never been more true. How could he do that to her? What sort of man was he, to propose to so many women? She simply must have their wedding annulled and return to Massachusetts at once.
Hugh has other ideas. In his opinion, the perfect place for his bride to learn about faith, loyalty and commitment is in his home and over his knee!
“Tell me; what do you know about the things that take place between a man and a woman?” he asked gently. Striding to her, he softly cupped her cheek with his palm.
“Come, Amelia, you must have heard something, some juicy tidbits of information overheard when young girls are not supposed to be listening.”
“I haven’t heard much, really,” she stammered, looking away. “Only that it’s painful and I should lay there and think of other things as I wait for it to be over.”
Hugh smiled and pulled her close, holding her head to his chest. Good lord, she was priceless.
“Why don’t you describe to me what you expect to happen?” he suggested.
“Well,” she whispered, “I don’t know for sure but I’ve imagined it would start with a kiss or two.”
“Yes, it usually does, go on.”
“Then you would tell me to take off my clothes and lay on the bed.”
“If does help if we dispense with clothing,” he agreed, nearly biting his lip. “However, I would definitely want to undress you myself. That’s actually one of my favorite parts. What then?”
“I’m not sure, you understand, but I think the man would…”
“By ‘the man’ I assume you mean me?”
“What, oh yes, I guess so.”
“Good. Go on.”
“Well, I imagine you would want me to spread my legs and then you would…you would…”
“I would what?” he asked, genuinely curious as to how she would describe it.
“Oh God, you would mount me,” she croaked out, burying her face in his chest.
“Mount you? You mean like a fish on the wall?” he asked, chuckling.
Amelia reared her head and glared at him.
“Or maybe like the giant head of a stag,” he offered.
“You know that’s not what I mean,” she snapped, giving him a crisp slap on the chest. “I guess it would be more like mounting a horse or something you were planning to ride. Oh dear, I don’t think I can go through with this. Perhaps I shall never marry.”
“I’m pretty sure you will, darling.” Sweeping her into his arms, he carried her to a large upholstered chair and sat, keeping her on his lap. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but you have several things quite wrong,” he said sadly, shaking his head.
“I do?” she asked hopefully.
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