Welcome to another Guest Dare – the August edition. For those new to the feature, our Guest Dare is a monthly endeavor in which we invite an unsuspecting victim to read a book totally outside of their comfort zone.
This month we invited Angie (from Angieville), one of our favorite bloggers and book pimps. When we asked what sort of genre was outside her comfort zone she answered “Romance” and Ana jumped at the opportunity to introduce someone else to one of her own favourites: Loretta Chase. What we did not know was that Angie had never EVER read a romance before. Here is what she has to say about her experience.
Title: Mr Impossible
Author: Loretta Chase
Genre: Romance (Historical)
Publishing Date: March 1 2005
Paperback: 320 pages
Stand Alone or series: Part of the Carsington Brothers series but can be read as a stand alone.
Summary: Blame it on the Egyptian sun or the desert heat, but as tensions flare between a reckless rogue and beautiful scholar en route to foil a kidnapping, so does love, in the most uninhibited and impossibly delightful ways.
“You were right after all,” Mr. Carsington said.She turned back to meet his deep brown gaze, serious now. “About what?”“About learning to take care of yourself,” he said. “The Egyptians have been beaten down cruelly time and again. What reason have they to stand and fight to protect us–a lot of foreign invaders? It makes more sense to run away. You and I shall have to rely upon each other.”She could hardly believe her ears. He had been so reluctant to teach her how to shoot. But these words used between equals, words of trust–in her judgment, her skill–from a man. Her heart leapt–with pleasure or fear, she wasn’t sure. Perhaps both.He pointed to a large mound some twenty yards away. There were many such mounds of rubble hereabouts.“Don’t I need a target?” she said.“Choose a spot to aim at,” he said. “For now, you mainly need to practice loading, aiming, and firing. Later we can work on your sharpshooting skills.”He showed her how to fully cock the weapon. He stood behind her, and holding his arm alongside hers, showed her how to aim. The weapon was heavy, and she was more than a little afraid of it. These weren’t the only reasons her hand shook. She’d caught his scent. She was actuely aware of his nearness.“Hold the pistol with both hands, if you need to,” he said.She did so, and it helped, but the shakiness went deeper than unsteady hands.Then he moved away, and her head cleared.“Fire when ready,” he said.She took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. There was a click and a little puff of smoke, then a blast so powerful that she nearly dropped the weapon.“Excellent,” he said. “You hit the mound.”The mound was the size of Bedford Square. Blindfolded, she could hardly miss it. Still, a wave of happiness surged through her. She wanted to jump up and down. She wanted to dance. She wanted to throw her arms about his neck and kiss him senseless–for teaching her how to do something, a useful thing that men knew how to do, a skill that even her indulgent brother hadn’t taught her.“Try it again,” Mr. Carsington said. “This time, see if you can do it without any prompting from me.”This time she went through the preliminaries a degree more confidently, aimed, and fired. Again the ball struck somewhere in Bedford Square.She fired several more times, and it seemed the ball struck nearer and nearer to the spot she aimed for.“It is not so very difficult, after all,” she said casually, while her heart pounded with happiness.
Thanks for accepting the dare Angie. I hope you will try other romance novels – maybe give Julia Quinn’s What Happens in London a go next?
Next month on the Guest Dare: Lusty Reader accepts our dare to read the Graphic Novel Fables, Legends in Exile by Bill Willingham.
Until next month!