i think the first smut book i read was johanna lindsey’s gentle rogue. and no, i didn’t choose it because it’s smut. i chose it because i like the malory family. they’re some pretty cool folks.
georgina: ‘i had to leave england.’
james: ‘were you in trouble?’
‘no, i just couldn’t stand it there another day.’
‘then why didn’t you leave in the customary fashion, by purchasing your passage?’
‘because the only ships crossing the atlantic were english.’
‘i imagine that’s supposed to make sense. give me a moment, and i might figure it out … then again, i might not. what the deuce is wrong with english ships?’
she frowned at him. ‘you wouldn’t find anything wrong with them, but i happen to despise all things english’ …
he grinned, then chuckled. ‘i’m beginning to see the light, george. you wouldn’t happen to be one of those hotheaded americans, would you? that would certainly account for the accent i haven’t been able to place.’
‘and what if i am?’ she demanded defensively.
‘why, i’d consider locking you up, of course. safest place for people who like to start wars so much.’