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by Amanda Quick, Stephanie Beacham (Read by)

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Charlotte Arkendale knew all there was to know about men. After all, she'd made a career out of steering marriage-minded women away from untrustworthy members of the opposite sex.

Yet nothing could have prepared her for Baxter St. Ives—an arresting stranger too daring, too determined, too dangerous to be her new man-of-affairs. Still, perhaps he was the


Charlotte Arkendale knew all there was to know about men. After all, she'd made a career out of steering marriage-minded women away from untrustworthy members of the opposite sex.

Yet nothing could have prepared her for Baxter St. Ives—an arresting stranger too daring, too determined, too dangerous to be her new man-of-affairs. Still, perhaps he was the perfect person to help Charlotte investigate the recent murder of one of her clients. So she gave him a chance, never realizing that Baxter, a gifted scientist, would soon conduct a risky exploration into the alchemy of desire, with Charlotte as his subject.

But even as he sets out to seduce Charlotte, a twisted killer lies in wait, ready to part the lovers...or see them joined together forever—in death.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Engaging and sympatheticalthough somewhat one-dimensionalheroines, and fast-paced plots propelled by a series of well-calculated revelations are the hallmarks of Quick's (aka Jayne Ann Krentz) bestselling novels. This latest suspenseful romance (after Mischief), set in Regency England, begins with an exciting prologue in which the heroine, plain but determined Charlotte Arkendale, faces down a would-be rapist with an empty pistol. When he asks her whether she "believes in destiny," it is obvious that their paths will cross again. Five years later, Charlotte, now a 25-year-old virgin with her own investigation business, engages Baxter St. Ives as her man-of-affairs. She wants him to assist her in solving the murder of one of her clients, not knowing that Baxter has insinuated himself into this position in order to seek out the killer himself. Although he appears to others as "bland as pudding," Charlotte sees "a man of strong passions" and is immensely atrracted to him. Baxter, who has concealed his background as a scientist and his identity as the bastard son of a wealthy earl, finds himself entranced by the spirited Charlotte. Meanwhile, Charlotte's sister, Ariel, makes her debut in society, where she meets Baxter's legitimate half-brother, Hamilton, fifth Earl of Esherton. They are all drawn into the search for the murderer, who instead entices them into his trap. The killer's destiny is determined by the old adage that character is fate, and by a bit of scientific sleight-of-hand. As always, Quick injects enough sexual innuendo to cause some heavy breathing and arranges for her reluctant heroine to recognize true love. (June) FYI: The paperback edition of Mischief, published in May, will contain a chapter from Affair.
Library Journal
Wot? A female private eye in Regency England? Quick looks to add to her string of 11 consecutive best sellers.
Kirkus Reviews
Quick (a.k.a. Jayne Ann Krentz) returns to merry olde Regency- era England (Mischief, 1996, etc.) for more romantic doings.

When it comes to the opposite sex, Charlotte Arkendale is already jaded, even though she's just reached the tender age of 25. And she's got good reason: Her stepfather not only stole and squandered her late mother's inheritance, but he tried to sell a night with her younger sister Ariel to a man he owed money to; what prevented the dastardly deal was Charlotte's appearance in the hallway with what only she knew was an unloaded gun. It's this experience, and her stepfather's murder that very same evening, that leads Charlotte to found her own business—a shocking matter in itself in 18th-century England: helping single women investigate men who wish to marry them, just to be sure that these would-be husbands aren't gamblers, thieves, or fortune hunters. When one of Charlotte's clients, the promiscuous Drusilla Heskett, is murdered in her own home, Charlotte feels compelled to hunt down the killer; she's joined in this quest by Baxter St. Ives, a well-to-do gentleman whose sister was a friend of the late Miss Heskett. Baxter and Charlotte, as it turns out, have an enemy in common, a man known as Morgan Judd, who shares Baxter's obsession with chemistry but also dabbles in black magic. Baxter's younger half- brother, the soon-to-be Lord Esherton (Baxter and Morgan are both bastards, which caused them automatically to bond with each other at Oxford before Morgan turned bad), gets himself involved inadvertently with Morgan. It will take all of Charlotte and Baxter's powers to ensure that the good survive and the evil are punished.

Skillful, lively storytelling, with a heroine who'd be compelling in any era.

From the Publisher
"If you start an Amanda Quick book in the late afternoon, you'll probably spend the night with it."
—The Denver Post

"[Amanda Quick is] an exceptional storyteller."
—Daily News of Los Angeles

An Alternate Selection of the Literary Guild and Doubleday Book Club

Praise for Affair:

—Publishers Weekly

"Skillful, lively storytelling, with a heroine who'd be compelling in any era."
—Kirkus Reviews

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"I do not see how Marcle could possibly have imagined you to be qualified for this post," she said.

Baxter had had enough of arguing the point. "It is not as if there are a great many men about who can meet your absurd requirements, Miss Arkendale."

She glowered. "But surely Mr. Marcle can find me a gentleman who is more suited to the position than yourself."

"Have you forgotten? Marcle is halfway to Devon. Would you mind telling me precisely what it is about me that is so unsuitable?"

"Other than your lack of skill with a pistol?" she asked much too sweetly.

"Yes, other than that failing."

"You force me to be rude, sir. The problem is your appearance."

"What the devil is wrong with my appearance? No one could be more unprepossessing than myself."

Charlotte scowled. "Do not feed me that Banbury tale. You most certainly are not a potato pudding. Just the opposite, in fact."

He stared at her. "I beg your pardon?"

"You must know very well, sir, that your spectacles are a poor disguise."

"Disguise?" He wondered if he had got the wrong address and the wrong Charlotte Arkendale. Perhaps he had got the wrong town. "What in the name of the devil do you believe me to be concealing?"

"Surely you are not suffering from the illusion that those spectacles mask your true nature."

"My true nature?" Baxter lost his grip on his patience. "Bloody hell, just what am I, if not innocuous and unprepossessing?"

She spread her hands wide. "You have the look of a man of strong passions who has mastered his temperament with even stronger powers of self-control."

"I beg your pardon?"

Hereyes narrowed with grim determination. "Such a man cannot hope to go about unnoticed. You are bound to attract attention when you conduct business on my behalf. I cannot have that in my man-of-affairs. I require someone who can disappear into a crowd. Someone whose face no one recalls very clearly. Don't you understand, sir? You give the appearance of being rather, well, to be quite blunt, dangerous."

Baxter was bereft of words.

Charlotte clasped her hands behind her back and resumed her pacing. "It is quite obvious you will never be able to pass for a dull, ordinary man-of-affairs. Therefore, you must see that you would not do at all for my purposes."

Baxter realized his mouth was hanging open. He managed to get it closed. He had been called many things, bastard, ill-mannered, and a great bore being among the more common epithets. But no one had ever labeled him a man of strong passions. No one had ever claimed that he looked dangerous.

He was a man of science. He prided himself on his detached, unemotional approach to problems, people, and situations. It was a trait he had honed to perfection years ago when he discovered that, as the bastard son of the Earl of Esherton and the notorious Emma, Lady Sultenham, he would be forever excluded from his rightful heritage.

He had been a subject of speculation and gossip since the day he was born. He had learned early to seek refuge amid his books and scientific apparatus.

Although some women initially found the notion of an affair with the bastard son of an earl somewhat exciting, especially when they learned that he was a very wealthy bastard son, the sentiment did not last long. The weak flames generated in the course of his infrequent liaisons burned for only a very short time before sputtering out.

His affairs had become even shorter in duration since his return from Italy three years ago. The acid burns on his back and shoulders had healed but he was marked for life.

Women reacted to the raw, ugly scars with shock and disgust. Baxter did not entirely blame them. He had never been handsome and the acid lacerations had done nothing to improve his looks. Fortunately, his face had been spared. He was, however, fed up with the inconvenience of having to make certain that the candles were snuffed and the fire banked before he got undressed and climbed into bed with a lady.

On the last such occasion, some six months ago, he had nearly brained himself on the bedpost when he had tripped over his own boot in the inky darkness of the widow's unlit bedchamber. The incident had put a distinct damper on the remainder of the evening.

For the most part, he sought his satisfactions and pleasures in his laboratory. There, surrounded by his gleaming beakers, flasks, retorts, and blowpipes, he could avoid the empty conversations and frivolous pursuits of the Polite World. It was a world he had never enjoyed. A world that did not begin to comprehend him. A world that he found excruciatingly superficial and insipid. A world in which he had never felt at home.

Baxter schooled his thoughts and forced himself to reason swiftly. Charlotte had plainly dismissed him as a possible man-of-affairs. A new approach was required if he was to convince her to employ him.

"Miss Arkendale, there seems to be some discrepancy between your view of my nature and the views of virtually everyone else in the world. May I suggest we resolve the matter by conducting an experiment?"

She went very still. "What sort of experiment?"

"I recommend that you summon the members of your household and ask them for their opinions. If the consensus is that I can successfully go about my duties unnoticed and unremarked, you will employ me. If they concur with your views, I shall take my leave and look elsewhere for a post."

She hesitated, clearly dubious. Then she gave a quick, decisive nod. "Very well, sir. That seems quite logical. We shall conduct the experiment at once. I shall summon my sister and housekeeper. They are both extremely observant."

She reached for the velvet bell pull that hung beside the fireplace and gave it a strong tug.

"You agree to abide by the results of this test?" he asked warily.

"You have my word on it, sir." She smiled with ill-concealed triumph. "We shall settle the matter at once."

Footsteps sounded in the hall. Baxter adjusted his eyeglasses and sat back in his chair to await the outcome of the experiment.

He was certain that he could safely predict the results. He knew his strong points better than anyone else. No one could top him when it came to appearing as bland and uninteresting as a potato pudding.

Twenty minutes later, Baxter went down the steps of the Arkendale town house with a sense of quiet exultation. He noted that the crisp March breeze, which had been decidedly chilly an hour earlier, now felt fresh and invigorating.

There was nothing quite like a properly conducted scientific experiment to settle things, he thought as he hailed a passing hackney. It had not been easy but he had finally secured his new post. As he had anticipated, Charlotte Arkendale was the only person in the small household, indeed, very likely the only person in the whole of London, who would ever notice him in a crowd.

He was not sure what her peculiar notions concerning his nature said about her except that they definitely verified John Marcle's opinion. Charlotte was a very unique sort of female.

Not at all what one would expect in the way of a blackmailer and murderess, Baxter thought.

From the Audio Cassette edition.

Meet the Author

Amanda Quick, a pseudonym for Jayne Ann Krentz, is a bestselling, award-winning author of contemporary and historical romances. There are nearly twenty-two million copies of her books in print, including Seduction, Surrender, Scandal, Rendezvous, Ravished, Reckless, Dangerous, Deception, Desire, Mistress, Mystique, Affair, and Mischief. She makes her home in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, Frank.

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Tangen More than 1 year ago
Another Quick novel that stands the test of rereading. Two strong minded people who don't trust romantic attractions and also have learned to carve their own way in the world, come together because of a murder. There is lots of situational and conversational humor, and a swashbuckling envisioning near the end. If you are lucky enough to get the audio, you will be glad that Barbara Rosenblatt is the audio performer.
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This book is great. It's funny, the characters arr uniqe, and it's well writen. This is one of thosebooks you can read over and over and find it equally enjoyable each time.
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I not usually one to read historical romances, but this story intrigued me. Charlotte, the female protagonist, was a strong and determined young woman. Baxter, the leading man, was a man of science and logic, always trying to maintain his control. Putting the two of them together made for some very interesting times. Add a murder investigation, a heroine that doesn't like to follow directions, a mysterious antagonist and you have an interesting plot that made me feel like I couldn't turn the pages fast enough.
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GHott More than 1 year ago
Each time I read 'Affair' I find it that much more enticing. First, I love the Alchemy side to the books. Chemistry is a love of mine and I thoroughly enjoy it's inclusion in the plot. Second, it seems so much more romantic to me when someone sees beyond the persona projected to even your closest relatives and sees the real person underneath. Last, I love books about the eldest, responsible child loving and caring for their younger siblings (don't I? My darlings?).
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