Thoroughly Modern Amanda (paperback)

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-586-7
ISBN Print: 978-1-62830-157-1
Page Count: 162
Word Count: 38199
Rating: Spicy(PG13)

Believing anything is possible, magazine reporter Amanda Montgomery dreams about being a modern woman in a nineteenth century world, much like her exceptional stepmother. But society expects well-off young ladies to focus on finding a suitable husband and raising a family. And then Jack appears--with no past and unconventional ideas. Does he hold the key to another century as well as her heart, or is she destined to stay in her own time?

Construction worker Jack Lawton wants to preserve an old home that's scheduled for demolition. But when he sneaks inside for a final look, a loose beam falls on his head, and upon waking, he finds himself in the arms of a beautiful woman. His only problem--he's no longer in the twenty-first century. Can he find his way back home? Does he really want to?

Time Travel
Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 159
Word Count: 38199
978-1-61217-586-7 Digital


She led Jack to one of the chairs by the staircase. “Sit here a minute. I’ll open the parlor doors so you can lie on the settee, then I’ll find my stepmother.”

He sat with a thump, his tanned, work-roughened hand reaching for his head.

“Does it still hurt?” she asked.

He nodded. “A little. You have any ibuprofen by any chance?”

She frowned. “Ibu…I’m not sure what you mean.”

He heaved a heavy sigh and sank his face into both hands.

“Just a minute. I’ll get you into the parlor.”

She flung open the doors and found the parlor empty, as she’d expected. The room was hardly used, except for those rare occasions when a family member entertained guests. But Mrs. O’Leary had cleaned the small room yesterday, so there shouldn’t be any dust. She ran her hand over the settee by the fireplace to be sure.

Turning back to the hall, she strode over to Jack. He peered up at her, his eyes bleary. She lifted her hand, and he settled his over hers. His firm, strong grip sent a tingle through her fingers. What would it feel like to have those hands roving over her body? Her face heated at the thought.


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