Title: Jane Deyre
Author: Nelle L’Amour
Genre: Contemporary Retelling
About Jane Deyre:
A steamy and twisty contemporary retelling of Jane Eyre from USA Today bestselling and #1 Amazon all-star author, Nelle L’Amour. When legendary actress Edwina Rochester offered me a job to be the nanny of her five-year-old goddaughter, I didn’t expect to end up living at Thornhill, her infamous Hollywood mansion. The site of a kidnapping, suicide, and possible murder. Nor did I expect to fall in love with my charge’s devastatingly handsome father, Ward Rochester. A man who’s totally off limits and is hiding a secret. As my feelings for him deepen, strange, frightening sounds start coming from the room next to mine. My most intimate possessions go missing. And someone’s leaving me notes, threatening my life. Should I trust the mysterious, mercurial Mr. Rochester? My heart tells me yes. But my brain tells me run. The problem, reader, is I have no place to go. And I cannot resist him. Will I get the happily ever after I’ve always longed for? Or will I be the next victim of The Curse of Thornhill?
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Jane’s eyes grow wide. “Mr. Rochester, you went to Yale?”
“Yeah, but that’s a story for another day.” I look down at her drink. It’s depleted. Like mine. I’m tempted to refill our snifters, but refrain, not wanting to get into my downward spiral following my mother’s death. “You said one drink…I’m going to honor your wishes.” A pause. “Plus, I need to pack my bag for my trip.”
Her face falls. “Where are you going?”
“To New York…on business.” A half-truth and I leave it at that.
She sets her snifter down on the coffee table and stands. She wobbles on her feet. I leap to mine and clutch her shoulders to steady her. I’m so close to her I can smell the liquor on her breath, taste it on my lips. I want to capture her mouth with mine in the worst possible way. I draw her closer to me.
A flush crawls up her cheeks. “I guess the brandy’s gotten to my head.”
It’s gotten to mine too. I can’t resist. Without giving it a second thought, I lean into her and press my lips against hers. They’re more delicious than I imagined. Warmer. Softer. So compliant. Electricity courses through my body, charging every atom of my being. She moans into my mouth, arousing me further. Then cups my face, deepening the kiss.
Reality intervenes. As impulsively as I touched down on her lips, I pull away. What the hell am I doing? Frightening simplicity. I’m kissing my daughter’s nanny. She’s totally off-limits. And I hardly even know her. Fuck me.
“Jane… I mean Miss Deyre… I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. That was totally inappropriate.”
I’m expecting a harsh slap across my face. I deserve it. And brace myself for the sting. Instead, she lets out a shuddering breath. Then, licks her lips—a small gesture that sends my hormones into a tailspin. My cock strains against my fly.
Her breathing remains shallow, her glistening lips stay parted. She looks shell-shocked. Three little words spill out in a whisper:
“I let you.”
I’m a writer and I have no words.
Nor does she.
About the Author:
Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author as well as an Amazon All-Star who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, beautiful twin princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitas Prize for promoting human dignity and freedom to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, but still enjoys playing with toys with her hubby. While she write in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty. Running the gamut from romantic comedy and contemporary romance to romantic suspense and romantic fantasy, her steamy stories feature characters that will make you laugh, cry, and swoon and will stay in your heart forever.