The Love Affair of an English Lord (Boscastle Family Series #2)

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Award-winning author Jillian Hunter both amuses and delights with another irresistible tale of scandal and seduction.

When Chloe Boscastle is caught indiscreetly kissing a man in a park, her brother Grayson?the protective patriarch of the Boscastle family?sends her off to a country manor to stay until the scandal in town subsides.

Soon after Chloe?s banishment begins, she is shocked to learn that her neighbor Dominic Breckland, the devilish ...

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Award-winning author Jillian Hunter both amuses and delights with another irresistible tale of scandal and seduction.

When Chloe Boscastle is caught indiscreetly kissing a man in a park, her brother Grayson–the protective patriarch of the Boscastle family–sends her off to a country manor to stay until the scandal in town subsides.

Soon after Chloe’s banishment begins, she is shocked to learn that her neighbor Dominic Breckland, the devilish Viscount Stratfield, has been killed in his bed. But she is even more stunned to discover the dangerously handsome “victim” taking refuge in her lingerie closet one night. By some miracle Dominic has survived his attack–and wishes the world to believe him dead. Can the alluring Lady Chloe keep his secret? Dominic uses all his masculine charm to persuade her as they work together to unmask his enemy. Of course, being caught sheltering a seductive scoundrel could further mar Chloe’s already tarnished reputation. But, really, what’s a little scandal to a lady in love?

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Following on the heels of The Seduction of an English Scoundrel, award-winning author Jillian Hunter delivers the second in her delicious Bocastle trilogy. Her winning main characters, Chloe Bocastle and her neighbor Dominic Breckland, Viscount Stratfield, meet unexpectedly. Wounded and dodging his enemies, Dominic hides in a trunk of filmy lingerie in Chloe's room. Dominic is allegedly dead, having attended his own funeral a month before, while he figures out how to seek his revenge. Chloe, too, has a no-less-fatal flaw in a woman of the time: the inability to be demure. He offers her a devil's bargain: to keep quiet about his presence while he determines who killed Chloe's brothers and wants him dead, too. The bargain turns to heavy attraction in a heartbeat, and Hunter unfolds the plot perfectly with her trademark mix of humor and passion. Ginger Curwen
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345461223
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 5/31/2005
  • Series: Boscastle Family Series, #2
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 490,108
  • Product dimensions: 4.19 (w) x 6.86 (h) x 0.98 (d)

Meet the Author

Jillian Hunter is the author of nine critically acclaimed novels. She has received several awards, including the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award. Jillian lives in Southern California with her husband and three daughters.

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England 1814

The late Dominic Breckland, Viscount Stratfield, was returning to life in a sea of women’s underwear. From ear to ankle he fought a sensual undertow of lacy shifts and white silk stockings, his muscular arms tangled in the ties and tapes of lavender-scented buckram stays, his heavy thighs wrapped in a pair of dainty French percale pantalettes. Like a wounded beast of the night, he had eluded capture and taken refuge in the last place his pursuer would think to look.

Summoning a primitive instinct for survival, he had climbed the sturdy oak tree outside the manor house and hauled his bruised and bleeding six-foot frame over the windowsill. Hopeful he had outwitted the man who chased him, he had then collapsed—into an open trunk stuffed with personal female attire and frivolous accessories.

He was not too exhausted to appreciate the irony of the situation.

For now at least he had managed to escape the man who was hunting for him. Yet moment by moment his life’s blood was saturating an unknown woman’s muslin petticoats and blush-pink stockings. Pain seared his upper body. Gritting his teeth, he unraveled from his elbow a flimsy lawn chemise embroidered with blue silk forget-me-nots. His gaze unfocused and brimming with deviltry, he examined it in the moonlight.

If he was going to die, for the second time in a month, he might as well go out on a rousing sexual fantasy. “Well,” he murmured, “what sort of woman are you anyway? Fast or merely fashionable? Do I have a choice? Then give me fast.”

Unfortunately the maidenly garment failed to inspire a potent sexual image in his mind. The owner did appear to possess a decent pair of breasts, although Dominic was admittedly not capable of objective appraisal in his current condition.

God help them both—the poor woman would suffer a heart seizure when she found his carcass buried in her drawers. It seemed to him that he had once owned this creaky old manor house, at some time in the murky past, and he tried to remember who had bought it from him. To his frustration his brain refused to focus, images flitting elusively behind his eyes like moths in the shadows.

A retired sea captain, wasn’t it? Sir Hickory or Humpty Something, his wife and daughter. Their names escaped Dominic at the moment. Bleeding to death, he hoped he would be forgiven the lapse in manners.

“Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,” he muttered. “But who the devil was his wife?” If he was wallowing in the women’s underclothes, he ought at least to know her name.

Many would remark that Dominic being found dead in a trunk of petticoats was not surprising for a former English scoundrel who had thumbed his nose at society. His closest friends might even have chosen to bury him in a shroud of female underclothing as a loving tribute to his past sins.

Except that Dominic had been officially “buried” a month ago, mourned by a few, cursed by many. Aside from the persistent rumors of his ghost popping up in the oddest places and doing the naughtiest things, no one really expected to see him again.

Not his servants or scattered acquaintances.

He trusted only one person. The man who had helped him arrange his own funeral.

The late-evening silence of the country estate was marred by thumping footsteps, a bucket being kicked over, and an irate male voice coming from the front of the house.

“Somebody open the bloody gate!” the gardener shouted from the driveway below. “The carriage is coming over the bridge!”

“The bloody gate has been open for an hour!” the groom shouted back.

“Company,” Dominic said with a mordant sigh, tossing the embroidered chemise over his shoulder. “I suppose I ought to tidy myself up—if I’m expected to entertain.”

He looked like a nightmare cast up from hell, and he knew it. His lanky frame had lost flesh. The hollows below his cheekbones gave his masculine face a dangerous gauntness. The lugubrious pattern of surgeon’s stitches that crisscrossed his chest and left shoulder had been torn during his tree-climbing escapade. Taking a breath that burrowed into his lungs like talons, he felt with his uninjured arm for the windowsill and hoisted himself upright for a few moments of enlightening agony.

His gray eyes widened in approval as he took stock of his surroundings.

“Well, isn’t this convenient?” he said, clenching his teeth against a wave of pain. “A room with a view.”

His own estate lay across the swathe of moonlit road on a wooded rise. Warm beams of candlelight glowed from the bedroom window where he had been brutally stabbed “to death” three weeks ago. His uncle, Colonel Sir Edgar Williams, had already taken possession of the house, and if Dominic had access to a spyglass, he could have identified the shadowy figure standing behind the curtains.

The taunting silhouette belonged to a woman, he thought in cynical detachment. Of that he had no doubt. But whether she was the same lady who had shared his bed while he was callously being stabbed, he could not say. Nor did it matter now. That love affair belonged to a past life and had died along with his previous identity. His feelings for his former mistress were as dead as she believed him to be.

The clip-clop of approaching horses, the churning of carriage wheels on the road, interrupted his troubled reflections. Pray God whoever owned this trunk would not decide to explore her dressing closet tonight. For if he was any judge of women’s underwear, and it so happened that he was, then the delicately proportioned owner of these garments would quite indelicately scream her head off when she discovered a ghost in her intimate garments.
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From the stuffy depths of the lumbering carriage, Lady Chloe Boscastle could discern one of her undergarments dangling like a banner of indecency from her bedroom window. She leaned forward, her body frozen in disbelief, her face turning pale. The bulk of her personal belongings had arrived from London just that morning. She and the maid had barely started to unpack them, let alone put them on display from her window.

She attempted to close the carriage curtains in a casual manner, hoping the other passengers would not notice this disconcerting sight. Not that anyone would be surprised by such a faux pas from Chloe at this point. She had brought the inglorious label of troublemaker with her from London and was almost expected to continue her worrying ways. Far be it from her to disappoint her growing critics.

The errant undergarment—heavens above, it rather looked like her favorite chemise—could only mean that her scapegrace brother Devon had come and gone while she had been carted off to a country ball in a cavernous cobwebby hall.

And what had the rascal pilfered from her room this time? she wondered in alarm. He had already pawned off a good deal of her jewelry to pay off his debts. But surely he had not stooped to stealing her underthings. . . .

A more amusing thought jolted her upright. Could Devon be walking about the countryside disguised as a woman? Or had he found a female companion to give him shelter? He was supposed to be lying low with an elderly relative in the next village. Chloe realized her brother, a nobleman who had overnight become a sort of heroic outlaw due to a stupid prank, felt a little desperate. Being a Boscastle, she was a very liberal person herself, but even so, there were limits to decent behavior. Devon seemed to be dangerously testing those limits beyond what a wicked Boscastle would usually dare.

She turned away from the window as the ancient carriage labored between the rusty iron gates of the modest estate, making enough noise to raise the dead. A furtive glance at the endearingly blank faces of her aunt and uncle, also ancient in her eyes, reassured her they had not noticed the wayward article in the window of their wayward niece’s bedroom.

“As I was saying,” Uncle Humphrey continued to his wife, “the cat was only being a cat, Gwennie. He did not drag the dead mouse to the parson’s chair deliberately to embarrass you. It was an offering of the hunt.”

Aunt Gwendolyn gave a delicate shudder, her bosom lifting and falling like a wave. “I was mortified beyond words. It happened right when the poor parson was recounting the latest antics of the Stratfield Ghost.”

“Not that deuced ghost again, Gwennie. Not in front of Chloe.”

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2013


    While this story had a good plot and idea behind it, it left something to be desired in its execution. It is by far too melodramatic and the internal dialogues leave you wanting to smack the protagonists. The characters asked themselves the same ridiculous questions over and over and over again. The romance was rushed; it felt as if they fell in love about 3 seconds after meeting and in no way was believable. He heroine vascillated between emotions from one moment the next with no rhyme or reason. I enjoyed the first book in this series...this one though...I wish I'd saved my money.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 25, 2011

    Love this series

    I love this series and this is one of my favorites in the series. I definitely recommend. This is a playful and thoroughly enjoyable book.

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  • Posted July 9, 2010

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    Dominic and Chloe! I LOVED IT!!!

    My first experience with Jillian Hunter and I have to say I am delighted with her series of the Boscastle family!!! Dominic is a man to die for and Chloe is a treasure! I haven't read romance novels is quite a while and am sooo happy I chose my first new introduction with her books on this family. I have put quite a dent in my pocketbook to purchase all that she has out there right now and available. Thanks so much for these wonderful reads. I read this book in 2.5 hours and have read it over again several times in the past month because I loved the story and the characters so much. I look forward to more of these enticing and captivating romances.

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  • Posted February 16, 2009

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    Amazing book

    I really liked this book. Chloe is a fun character in that she's not the typical lady of her station. And it's great to see her and Dominic find love when neither of them are looking for it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 11, 2007

    One of Hunter's best

    The story was beautiful and full of passion and understanding. I couldn't put it down. There's excitement from the first page to the last. Once you start reading, you'll never wanted the story to end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 21, 2005


    This is a better read than scoundrel and that was good. While scoundrel-on a sensual scale of 1-10 was a 6 this book needs potholders for a strong 9 on the scale. Chloe's family appears to be unduly protective and judgemental however-they come through in the end. Chloe is ready and willing to engage in the very indiscretion that sent her to the country. Dominic is very comfortable in chloe's closet in a trunk-among her drawers and corsets-even if he is bleeding to death.And the ghost-well you will just have to read the book-but beware of strange moans and groans when you do.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2005

    This book is just outstanding.

    I've always loved reading romance books, but i've never read one as outstanding as this. The characters in this book are so real. Also in a way i can relate to Chole. I have older brothers and sisters ran my life until I met somebody suitable. Hunter is a great author.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 23, 2005

    A Meeting in the Lingerie?

    Jillian Hunter has created a strong, unique family with the Boscastles, who easily compare to Nora Roberts MacGregors. The reader never knows what to expect from these individuals. Entertaining does not even begin to describe them. Chloe Bostcastle, the rambunctious younger sister of the Boscastle clan, is determined to enjoy life no matter what the outcome. She¿s banished to Chistlebury to stay with relatives after she¿s caught kissing a man in public. Chistlebury is a sedate country town where Chloe¿s family is sure that she can¿t get into trouble. But if there is to be trouble, it is sure to find Chloe. Dominic Breckland, finds himself in Chloe¿s lingerie. Not a bad place for a dead man. Seems he was stabbed and presumed dead, staged his funeral, and is now intent on finding the man responsible for his death, as well as that of his brother and Chloe¿s brother. Hiding in Chloe¿s closet to escape being hunted, he must trust her to help him. And so begins the journey into murder, mayhem, and romance. Character development is excellent, as is Jillian Hunter¿s norm. Hunter puts two strong characters together and the reader enjoys the sparks flying. Chloe is strong willed, gorgeous, and not about to be bullied into forming to expectations. Dominic is also strong willed, ruggedly handsome, and used to people jumping at his command. Both are quick tongued and intelligent, which gives the reader many pages of witty banter between the two. The villain is not unknown, but how Dominic exposes him is a mystery. The final duel was a bit of a letdown and the outcome expected. Even though we all knew it was coming, it was still very entertaining and a worthwhile reading adventure. I think the best part of Hunter¿s books is the repartee between characters. THE LOVE AFFAIR OF AN ENGLISH LORD is a wonderful book and makes the reader anxious for the conclusion to this trilogy, THE WEDDING NIGHT OF AN ENGLISH ROGUE. My biggest complaint is that Hunter has created the Boscastle family with so many diverse characters, it¿s a shame more books couldn¿t be written to give each of them time for their own story to be told.

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