How can he choose between duty and the woman he’d give his life for?
When Blaire Culpepper returns to England, she hopes to finally declare her love to dashing Lieutenant Julian Drake. Except, in her absence, he’s inherited his brother’s estate, sold his commission, and has been courting another woman. According to the rumor mills, a marriage announcement is expected any day.
From the moment Julian laid eyes on Blaire many month ago, she entranced him. But as soldier far beneath her station, he battled his growing fascination. When his brother dies, Julian social status changes. But so does his newfound intentions of courting Blaire and winning her hand…
Circumstances and honor have forced him into considering a union with another woman. But that means breaking Blaire’s heart and his own as well…
In the author's words . . .
I loved the ending of THE LIEUTENANT AND THE LADY. It brought together all five of the Culpepper Misses for an emotional finale. Yes, I cried.
What literary pilgrimages have I gone on? In the summer of 2017 I went to Scotland for two weeks to research castles and culture for my Heart of a Scot Series. I go back in May of 2020. It's a hard life.
What do you think happened to the characters after the book ended? Well, they go on to have a family, and between Blaire and her sisters and cousins, there are enough offspring to create a lengthy spin-off series.
Enjoy a sneak peek from The Lieutenant and the Lady
by Collette Cameron
Her gaze flew to his, and she gave a delicate half gasp. “You’ve remembered something.”
Slowly, he set the toast down.
“I did. But just a fleeting glimpse. It’s as if everything is right here.” He pointed to his head.
“And with the slightest shift and all will come flooding back to me. Like a curtain pulled aside and I can see everything clearly. But, blast it.” He banged his fist upon his thigh. “It’s beyond frustrating to be unable to recall my past at will.”
She hurried to the table then crouched beside him, placing her hand atop his. Her long fingers clasped his sun-browned hand, pale ivory against bronze.
“You will remember, Julian. I don’t doubt it for an instant.”
With the knuckles of his other hand, he brushed her delicate jaw line. “But my beautiful Blaire, will I like what I remember?”
Her features closed as surely as if she snapped a book shut. She rose to her full height. “That, I cannot say. When that time comes, you’ll have to decide. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll check what’s delaying your bath water.”
That ominous premonition raised his nape hairs much like when he’d faced danger on the battlefield.
Another brief recollection.
They were coming more frequently.
“Blaire, there’s something I’m not going to like remembering, isn’t there?”
Palm on the door handle, her back to him, she paused.
Ever so slowly, she faced him. A concert of emotions flitting across her features. She opened her mouth then pressed her lips together, hesitation warring with compassion in her vibrant eyes.
Yes, there was something. And he definitely wasn’t going to like it. Still, he’d rather know now.
“You can tell me, Blaire. I’m going to learn of it sooner or later. And I’d rather hear it come from you than anyone else or as a startling, unpleasant memory.”
How had he come to trust her in such a short amount of time? Her attentiveness and care of him might explain it in part. What was her motivation for taking on the burden? Could she truly be that kindhearted? Or was she compelled by something else?
“Blaire?” He extended his hand, fingers spread and palm upward. “Tell me, please.”
Clearly in an agony of indecision, she closed her eyes, her golden-tipped lashes fanning across her high cheekbones. At last, she shook her head and met his eyes, regret and sorrow within hers.
“No. Dr. Durnham said you’re not to be overly stressed or upset. When you regain your memory is soon enough for you to know. I shan’t risk you relapsing.”
Something more than just diligent, conscientious nursing went on here. Why, he could almost believe… Almost convince himself she cared for him. A great deal, given her hesitation to upset him or cause a relapse.
He stood and gripped the table for support, expecting a rush of dizziness, but when the room failed to tilt and spin, he approached her. Putting a crooked finger beneath her chin, he nudged it upward until her gaze met his. He nearly gasped at the pain he saw shimmering in the depths of those gorgeous eyes.
“Why is it I’m betrothed to Miss Trudeau, but even without my memory, my heart tells me you are the woman I should love?”
End of Excerpt
Copyright © by Collette Cameron
Learn more by visiting the author's website. THE LIEUTENANT AND THE LADY released March 26, 2019.
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Meet the Author
USA Today bestselling, award-winning author, COLLETTE CAMERON pens Scottish and Regency historicals, featuring rogues, rapscallions, rakes, and the intelligent, intrepid damsels who reform them. Blessed with fantastic fans as well as a compulsive, over-active, and witty Muse who won’t stop whispering new romantic romps in her ear, she lives in Oregon with her mini-dachshunds, though she dreams of living in Scotland part-time. You'll always find dogs, birds, occasionally naughty humor, and a dash of inspiration in her sweet-to-spicy timeless romances®.
Her motto for life? You can’t have too much chocolate, too many hugs, too many flowers, or too many books. She’s thinking about adding shoes to that list.
The Lieutenant and the Lady by Collette Cameron
Genre: Historical Romance/Regency
Heat Level: 3
Language Level: 3
Violence Level: 1
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