Welcome Alina K. Field who will share about her release, The Marquess and the Midwife, and a holiday recipe for golden pecan cups.
Separated by lies,
united by secrets
Logline:
Finding the woman he lost turned out to be easy. Winning her
is another matter.
Blurb:
Once upon a time, the younger brother of a
marquess fell in love with his sister's companion. He was sent off to war, and
she was just sent off, and they both landed in very different worlds.
Now Virgil Radcliffe has returned from his
self-imposed exile on the Continent to take up his late brother's title and
discover the whereabouts of the only woman he's ever loved.
Abandoned by her lover and dismissed by her
employer, Ameline Dawes has found a respectable identity as a Waterloo widow, a
new life as a midwife, and a safe, secure home for her twin girls. Called to
London at Christmas to attend her benefactress's lying-in, she finds herself
confronted by an unexpected house guest--a man determined to woo her anew and
win her again.
But, is loving the new Marquess of Wallingford a
mistake Ameline cannot afford to repeat?
Blurb:
Uncovering a lie drives a new marquess back from
a self-imposed exile at Christmas to find the only woman he’s ever loved.
Finding her turns out to be easy, uncovering her stunning secrets, a bit
harder. But winning her back will be the greatest challenge of all.
Excerpt:
A whimpering came from the bed. One of the girls sat up,
rubbed her eyes, and began to cry.
He headed for the bed, but Ameline flung his coats at him,
took his arm and whisked him to the door.
He dug in his heels—his stocking-clad heels.
The other girl sat up and joined in with a wail that tugged
at his heart.
“Now look what you’ve done,” Ameline said. “We’ll wake the
whole household.”
“I’ll help—”
“Leave.” Her eyes flashed at him, her hair in such wild
disarray he wanted to sink his hands into it and kiss her one more time and
maybe never stop. That would shock the girls out of their crying.
She flattened a palm against his chest, but her attention
was all directed toward the bed where his daughters were vying for her
attention.
So this was fatherhood. He set a finger under her chin and
she turned his way, in such a wild mix of anger and concern and frustration he
wanted—he needed—to stay. She needed him.
But his being here added one more aggravation to the mix,
one that she wasn’t ready for. “All right. We’ll talk tomorrow. We’re not
finished yet, Ameline.”
“Oh, we’re finished.”
“May I get my boots?”
Her gaze traveled down him and, moments later, she thrust
his boots at him. “Here. Now leave.”
“I will. Good night.”
At the bed, a body was lowering itself down by the sheets,
like a sailor going over the side on a line. He swallowed a chuckle and dropped
a quick kiss on Ameline’s cheek. “Tomorrow, then. I love you, Ameline.”
Moments later he sat in his banyan by the dwindling coals in
his own chamber, arguing with himself about going back down the corridor to her
room.
He’d found her, and he’d talked to her. He’d made
progress—frustrating, annoying, torturous progress. He’d talk her around.
And by God, he wanted her, and whether Ameline would admit
it or not, she was ready to take him back as a lover.
He gripped the arms of his chair. If the girls hadn’t been
there tonight…well, it wouldn’t take much more than one night in that bed to
convince her to hang up her midwife’s smock and put on a coronet. Blast it, he
didn’t want to live this life without her.
The noise down the corridor diminished, but even as his
girls were quietening, elsewhere another child had taken up the call of the
wild.
He laughed. Since Waterloo, he’d never been able to sleep
much. Perhaps he was made for
fatherhood.
And by God, he’d be a good father to his girls. Their girls.
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About the author:
Award winning author Alina K. Field earned a Bachelor of Arts Degree
in English and German literature, but her true passion is the much happier
world of romance fiction. Though her roots are in the Midwestern U.S., after
six very, very, very cold years in Chicago, she moved to Southern California
and hasn’t looked back. She shares a midcentury home with her husband, her
spunky, blonde, rescued terrier, and the blue-eyed cat who conned his way in
for dinner one day and decided the food was too good to leave.
She is the author of the 2014 Book Buyer’s Best winner, Rosalyn’s Ring, a 2015 RONE Award
finalist, Bella’s Band, and a 2016
National Reader’s Choice Award finalist, Liliana’s
Letter, as well as her latest release, The
Marquess and the Midwife. She is hard at work on her next series of Regency
romances, but loves to hear from readers!
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A holiday recipe from Regency
romance author Alina K. Field:
My sister-in-law gave me this recipe many years ago. With all the
butter, nuts, and cream cheese, it’s rich and yummy, a holiday favorite at my
house!
GOLDEN CUPS
Crust:
2 cups flour
¼ tsp salt
1 cup margarine or butter
1 8 oz. pkg cream cheese
Cream together margarine and
cheese. Add flour and salt. Mix and then chill dough a couple of hours. Once
chilled, divide dough into 4 equal parts, then divide each part into 12 balls
and place in miniature muffin tins, pressing around sides and bottom.
Filling:
2 eggs
1 ½ cup light brown sugar
2 tbsps melted margarine
1 ½ cup chopped walnuts or pecans
¼ tsp vanilla extract
Beat eggs, mix with remaining
ingredients. Fill prepared muffin cups.
Bake at 375 degrees for 20
minutes. Cool slightly before removing from muffin tin. If desired, top with a
sifting of powder sugar.
Thanks for having me as a guest, Kathleen!
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