Veil of Pearls Release Party - Week 4

 Welcome to the fourth week of  the Veil of Pearls pre-release party!!! 

  Last week's winners are Vanessa Johnson and J:-)mi (CTF Devourer). Congratulations, ladies!!  And thanks to all who entered. You have two more weeks to win and I have four more books to give away, so don't give up yet! 

Last week I posted an excerpt from the book, and based on what you learned about the heroine, Adalia, you had to guess what she would say next.

“I daresay, Miss.”  The light-haired man called after her. “How can you say such a thing? You hardly know me.”

“I know your type.” She shot over her shoulder and took a cautious step onto the bridge, which didn’t appear very sturdy now that she was up close. The wood creaked beneath her shoe.

“And what type is that?” His voice grew closer behind her. 

C. Adalia faced him. “The type who plays idly while men and women are enslaved to do your work.”

 Over half of you guessed the right answer!!! But if you didn't, don't be too down, it was a very hard choice. This week, I'm posting another excerpt and based on what you know about the hero, Morgan, you must choose what he would say next.  (Your answer does not affect your eligibility to win.)

In this scene, Adalia has just left church and is waiting for her employer to escort her home. She sees Morgan and is trying to avoid him. 

She didn’t see him coming until the tips of his boots slid up to the toes of her shoes. She knew it was him before she lifted her gaze. She knew because her skin tingled and her heart vaulted.

When she did meet his eyes, he gave her that boyish grin that did not aid her attempt to squelch his effect on her. Dressed in tight pantaloons of broadcloth, a fine cashmere waistcoat trimmed in gold, high boots and a black overcoat, he presented quite the gallant.

“Why were you staring at me, Sir?”

He leaned toward her ear, his warm breath wafting over her cheek. “Because you are beautiful, Miss.” He smelled of exotic spices.

Her stomach fluttered. She stepped back, trying to regain her senses. “There are plenty of other comely ladies present.” She pointed toward one particularly stunning blonde who glared at them from afar—Miss Emerald Middleton, if she remembered her name. “Please do me the favor of casting your vain flatteries elsewhere.”

“I meant no offense.” The humor left his voice, and the odd longing she’d seen before filled his eyes. Over his shoulder she saw the elderly couple and the little girl who’d sat with him in church climbing into a fancy carriage.

“Your parents are leaving.”

 “I’m staying in town.” He lifted one brow as if that should mean something to her.

When she didn’t respond, the devilish twinkle in his eyes dissolved beneath a hollow melancholy. She shrugged off the sympathy it invoked. No doubt it was but another of his tricks to enslave an innocent woman’s heart.

It wouldn’t work with her. She thrust out her chin. “I haven’t seen you at church before.”

“I don’t normally attend St. Michael’s, though now that I know where to find you, I’m sensing a call to deeper spirituality.”

She narrowed her eyes. “The only thing you are sensing is your own carnal nature.”

“Ouch. Milady wounds me deeply.” He pressed a hand over his heart.

“Is everything a joke to you?”

“No.” He sobered. “I find no humor in receiving no response to my many calls upon your home.”

“No doubt you expect me to dash to your side every time you drop off your calling card?”

His green eyes flashed. A breeze loosened a strand of hair from his queue and dangled it over his impervious jaw.

A. “Yes, now that you mention it, I do,” he said with a grin.
B.  "No. A simple response would suffice."
C.  "Hardly." He tugged on his cravat. "Not unless you find me completely irresistible."
D.  The twinkle left his eyes. "Every time you do not, I fear a piece of my heart chips away."


So what does Morgan say next??  Make your best guess, leave a comment with your email and I'll announce the two winners next Friday!  Good luck to everyone!
Have a great weekend!!