Almost a Scandal (Reckless Brides Series #1)

Almost a Scandal (Reckless Brides Series #1)

by Elizabeth Essex

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Elizabeth Essex

Almost a Scandal


Bold, brazen, and beautiful, the Reckless Brides refuse to play by society’s rules of courtship. But—come hell or high water—they  always get their man…

For generations, the Kents have served proudly with the British Royal Navy. So when her younger brother refuses to report for duty, Sally Kent slips into a uniform and takes his place—at least until he comes to his senses. Boldly climbing aboard the Audacious, Sally is as able-bodied as any sailor there. But one man is making her feel tantalizingly aware of the full-bodied woman beneath her navy blues…

Dedicated to his ship, sworn to his duty—and distractingly gorgeous—Lieutenant David Colyear sees through Sally’s charade, and he’s furious. But he must admit she’s the best midshipman on board—and a woman who tempts him like no other. With his own secrets to hide and his career at stake, Col agrees to keep her on. But can the passion they hide survive the perils of a battle at sea? Soon, their love and devotion will be put to the test…

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781466813168
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 07/31/2012
Series: Reckless Brides Series , #1
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 195,604
File size: 859 KB

About the Author

Elizabeth Essex is the acclaimed author of historical novels including The Pursuit of Pleasure and A Sense of Sin. When not re-reading Jane Austen, sipping tea or mucking about her garden, Elizabeth can be found at her computer, making up wonderful stories about people who live far more interesting lives than she. It wasn’t always so. Elizabeth graduated from Hollins College with a BA in Classical Studies and Art History, and then earned her MA from Texas A&M University in Nautical Archaeology, also known as the archaeology of shipwrecks.

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Almost a Scandal

By Elizabeth Essex

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2012 Elizabeth Essex
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4668-1316-8


Portsmouth, England, Autumn 1805

It wasn't the first time Sally Kent had donned a worn, hand-me-down uniform from one of her brothers' sea chests, but it was the first time it had felt so completely, perfectly right. She had always been tall and spare, strong for a girl, but dressed in the uniform of His Majesty's Royal Navy, she felt more than strong. She felt powerful.

Powerful enough to ignore the voice of conscience thundering in her ear, telling her she needed to stay quietly on land and learn to be a young lady. Powerful enough to face down the potential scandal. Powerful enough to abandon her younger brother to his chosen fate.

Because Richard had rejected all claims to duty and honor. He had forsaken his family. He wasn't coming back.

That morning, the very morning he was to have worn his uniform and boarded His Majesty's Ship Audacious with all the other candidates for midshipmen, he had disappeared, gone as if he had been swallowed whole by the heavy, obliterating rain.

Richard had left her, quite literally, holding his bag.

And she was going to use it. Sally closed her mind to the insistent guilt whispering in her ear, wrapped her breasts in cotton strapping, and put on every single piece of that uniform, from the faded blue midshipman's coat and white breeches, down to the black buckled shoes. She ignored the hard pounding of her heart in her chest, jammed the dark beaver hat low over her eyes, and walked down the stairs and out of the inn. She swallowed her fear, crossed the wet cobbles, and took her brother's place at the sally port on Portsmouth's rain-drenched quay.

"Richard Kent?"

A lieutenant glared at her from under the dripping brim of his cocked hat. An irate lieutenant. He stood in the stern of a ship's boat, impervious to the filthy weather and the rise and fall of the vessel tossing fitfully beneath him. The sharp vertical lines of the scowl between his dark brows could have scraped barnacles off a hull, but his low voice was incongruously smooth. "This is His Majesty's Royal Navy, Kent. Not a damned church fete. We're not going to issue you a bloody invitation."

Sally pushed her voice downward. "Aye, sir," she answered. "I'm Richard Kent."

"I know," he rumbled. "Now get in the bloody boat."

Sally jerked her chin into her collar to hide beneath the dark brim of her hat. She would have known that deep, laconic voice anywhere, even over the pounding din of the rain.

David St. Vincent Colyear.

But would he know her?

He had been eighteen years old and on the verge of taking his lieutenant's exam the last time she had seen him, the summer her brother Matthew had brought him home to Falmouth. Col, they had called him. Six years ago, he had been long and lean, but by God, clad in the endless fall of his gray sea cloak, he was a leviathan now. A great oaken mast of a man looming up from the waist of the small boat.

A man grown. A man whose jaw looked as sharp as an axe blade and whose piercing eyes, the color of green chalcedony stone, were just as hard and impenetrable.

"Well, Kent?" Col's voice was low and dangerously soft — disconcerting in such a hard-looking man. "What's it to be?"

There was no question. There hadn't been any question since the very moment she had made her decision to tie the black silk stock around her neck and shrug herself into the loose folds of the blue coat.

She wasn't going to waste another moment living quietly and learning to act like a decorous young lady. She wasn't going to be left ashore like some half-pay junior officer. Useless.

She was going to act.

Sally looked beyond Col, to the ship riding low at anchor some half a mile beyond. His Majesty's Ship Audacious, her thirty-six cannons hidden behind the closed gunports, called to Sally, even in the dirty weather of Portsmouth Harbor. She was a perfectly balanced frigate of war, trim, elegant, and sleek, her masts and spars soaring high above the deck — a vision of leashed, lethal power.

Unlike Richard, Sally would give anything to experience that power.

Here was her chance. And why shouldn't she take Richard's place?

"Aye, sir. I'll come directly."

"'At's the way of it, Mr. Colyear." The windburned tar at the gig's oars knuckled his forehead to Col in approval as he reached to secure Richard's sea chest — her sea chest — in the bow of the boat. "Them young gentlemen need firm talkin' to, if they're to become anythin' more than loose cargo."

"Thank you for your insight, Davies." Col's tone was the only thing in the boat that remained dry. "Get that dunnage stowed, and cast off as soon as may be. There's more important work to be done this day than ferrying sniveling boys to their duty."

Having divested himself of that cold piece of shrapnel, Lieutenant Colyear did not deign to speak to her again for the remainder of the time it took to row out to the frigate. He took his stance in the stern of the vessel and retreated into stony silence beneath the gray wall of his cloak, as if she were as inanimate and unimportant a piece of cargo as the sea chest.

Even standing with quiet balance in the stern, David Colyear was the farthest thing from inanimate she could conceive. His hands moved decisively on the tiller, and his body adjusted with an easy, innate grace to the haphazard perturbations of the boat beneath him.

And his eyes. Those glittering stony green eyes never stopped moving, never stopped roving over the harbor, evaluating the lay of a vessel's waterline, calculating the weight of a gun, assessing the work left to be done.

Those sharp eyes cut to hers and caught her looking.

Sally shrank into herself like a startled turtle, hunching her shoulders to cover the embarrassed flush sneaking its way over her collar. She would give herself away faster than a sinking cannonball looking at him like that. Better to look forward, toward Audacious.

The frigate grew slowly in the gray murk of the downpour, until they were dwarfed by the loom of the hull and the complicated, orderly cobweb of spars and rigging dawning above them. Above toward heaven.

Her foolish, pounding heart tangled in her chest just at the sight of her. Infatuated, that's what she was, the way any other nineteen-year-old girl would have been at the sight of a handsome man, instead of a warship.

But she wasn't like other girls. She was a Kent, and to her this frigate, this warship, was more terribly beautiful than any man could ever be.

Because Kents were made for the sea. Almost from their birth, they had been marked for duty and devotion to the senior service. One after another, the men of her family, her four older brothers and countless cousins, had been formed, educated, and prepared for the navy. One after another, they had learned that devotion to honor, duty, and sacrifice were what made a Kent. One after another, they had left the rambling house overlooking Falmouth Bay and had made their way down to the harbor and to their destinies.

All but her.

And Richard. Stubborn, insistent, pious Richard. Richard who would rather read sermons and watch from his lofty, safe pulpit while other mortals sinned and fought and loved and truly lived.

Sally couldn't help but twist back to look at the stone quay receding slowly in the distance, for one last attempt to make out his form.

There was no one. He simply had not come.

She swallowed the bitter heat of disappointment and disillusionment. So be it. She would not look back again. Sally blinked the rain out of her eyes and fixed her gaze forward, toward the future.

With every oar stroke that brought them nearer, the ragged pounding of her heart rose higher and higher, until the roar filled her ears. Until her pulse matched the incessant drumming of the rain against the surface of the water. Until it grew to a thunderous cascade of sound and sensation that obliterated all else, burning with a single euphoric flame.

She was going to do it. She was going to take Richard's place. She was going aboard.

* * *

First Lieutenant David Colyear hauled himself onto the streaming deck to await the damned dithering boy's appearance. And to cool the hot end of his normally slow temper, now burnt to a cinder by the dirty weather and the relentless responsibilities of fitting out the ship to his captain's orders.

Luckily for them both, the boy managed to follow him with alacrity, clambering quickly through the port open at the waist of the ship, despite his too-big-looking shoes making his feet as awkward and ungainly as a seal's flippers.

God help the sodden boy because he wouldn't. Col's friends and former shipmates, Owen and Matthew Kent, had written him to expect reticence and indifference from their weedy youngest brother, but not the near disobedience that had prompted Col, for their sakes alone, to fetch the boy from shore when he had finally shown up hours later than expected. He owed the Kents that much — to save the boy from himself — because they had done as much for him. They had been steadfast friends, and Col knew it had been through Captain Kent's good offices that he had been recommended for and received his post on Audacious.

There was nothing, absolutely nothing, he might not do for such friends. Except further mollycoddle their reticent, recalcitrant baby brother.

"Let me advise you on two points, Mr. Kent." He kept his tone low and his eyes on Kent's face, to make damn sure the boy understood. "I discommoded myself to fetch you from the quay for your brothers' and family's sake, not yours, and now have served my debt to them. I will not do so again. Do not think to trade on your brothers' or your father's reputations with me. You will have to do the work of two men to ever equal one of your brothers in my eyes. And do not ever keep your captain, or your ship, waiting on you again. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"

Young Kent unfolded himself into something approaching straight and tall — straighter and taller than Col had expected given such an unpromising beginning.

"Aye, Mr. Colyear. My apologies, sir. It won't happen again."

The frank, ready admission was another surprise. Funny, he had remembered Richard Kent as pale and bookish, his sullenness a cold contrast to the burning flame of his hair. But this boy had changed in the years since he had last seen him. His face had become more puckish, more like Matthew's, with its broad cheekbones and wide gray eyes that ought to have looked sober, but somehow managed to appear mischievous.

This boy's eyes were alight, if not with his brothers' mischief, then with bright intelligence as he took in his surroundings. Perhaps there was more Kent in the boy than his brothers suspected after all.

It was cautiously promising. And it took much of the bluster out of his sails. "I'm glad we understand each other. See to it that it doesn't. I will show you to the captain now."

"No need to discommode yourself, sir. I know my way."

"Do you? Pray precede me there immediately."

The lad knuckled his dripping hat, and in a trice scrambled deftly down the aft ladder and across the main deck to the captain's stern cabin.

Their captain, Sir Hugh McAlden, was an exacting leader, expecting diligence and strict adherence to his orders. Yet he never pushed his officers or men as hard as he pushed himself, and in doing so, had made a name for himself as an audacious and successful frigate captain at a relatively young age. Col knew he was lucky to serve under such a man, despite the heavy burden of his high expectations.

The scarlet-coated marine sentry, standing guard outside the bulkhead door, announced their entry. "Mr. Colyear and" — his gaze barely flicked over young Kent. All the marine saw was the midshipman's uniform, telling him the boy was beneath his notice — "a young gentleman."

Captain McAlden was working at his table in the gray light from the wide bow of the stern gallery windows. He wore the less formal, undress uniform of a post captain with seniority, his blue coat practical and unadorned by gold braid. Yet the lack of finery did not equate with a lack of ambition or acuity. Just the opposite. The man was as sharp and instinctively incisive as a shark.

Col came smartly to attention. "Compliments of the deck, sir, the new staysail jib has been bent on, and we now carry a full company of men, including our last young gentleman, just arrived."

With his cool blue eyes and reserved demeanor, Captain McAlden had a reputation for being a cold man. But Col knew it was his decisive self-control, and steely determination that daunted lesser, less perceptive men.

The captain's gaze cut quickly from Col to Kent, and then away and back, to hold for a long moment of consideration, as if he had just come to understand who the young gentleman was. He chipped the ice from his voice. "Was there some problem?"

The captain's gaze stayed with Kent, and Col could hear the boy's long inhalation, steadying himself to explain why he had been so damnably late to report for his duty.

Col spoke before Kent could answer. Though he had sworn not to, Col took pity on him. For his family's sake. "No, sir." He heard the words come out of his mouth with his usual calm, measured deliberation, though he felt anything but sure of what he was doing.

"Very good, Mr. Colyear. And the powder?"

"I've made the signal, and the barge is due to be alongside by six bells in the afternoon watch. I've also had tarpaulins rigged in anticipation, to keep the powder as dry as possible in this weather."

"Well done. Let us hope the rain will abate. Thank you." The captain returned his cool, probing gaze to the boy. "Mr. Kent, is it?"

The boy was smart enough to keep his answer brief and his eyes on the deck beams overhead. He nodded sharply in acknowledgment. "Captain, sir."

Captain McAlden eyed young Kent closely, the way a cook might look at a fish lying on a bed of ice, searching out the whiff of rot. "You've the look of your father, all right. But a bit old for volunteer midshipman, aren't you?"

The boy brought his gaze level with his captain. No shrinking, no flinching. Good. "Fifteen, sir."

"Most of my young gentlemen come aboard when they're twelve or thirteen. Your father's left it a bit late. Not like him."

"He wanted me to finish my studies, sir."

Actually, Col knew from Matthew Kent's letter that Captain Kent and Richard had been arguing for years about the boy taking his place, ever since Richard had first declared his ambition to take holy orders. The whole family had taken sides, and needless to say, family opinion had not erred on the side of the church. Matthew, Owen, and Dominic Kent had been scathing in their description of what they saw as their youngest brother's shocking lack of enthusiasm for the navy. Richard had been the one to insist upon his precious schooling.

The captain considered Kent for another long moment before he checked his gaze over to Col, to see if he had anything pertinent to add. Col gave the captain a small shake of his head in negation. He wasn't going to be the one to spill any Kent family secrets.

"I'm sure book learning has its place — and you'll get plenty of schooling and study here as well," Captain McAlden continued. "But what a young man needs in order to undertake this profession is experience. And that's what you'll get, and plenty of it."

The captain looked down at the papers on his desk for a moment before he spoke again. "I had the honor of being asked by your father to put your name on my ships' books to reserve a place for you some time ago. What, if I may ask, made you finally resign your ambitions to the sea, Mr. Kent?"

"Family tradition, sir. I expect I'll come to like it."

"Like it?" Captain McAlden's voice subsided into an amused growl. "A man who will go to sea for his pleasure will go to hell for his pastime! We none of us have to like it, Mr. Kent, we just have to endure it."

The boy managed to reef down his smile, but he made no sound, although his intelligent gray eyes were dancing with laughter.


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Almost a Scandal: The Reckless Brides 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 37 reviews.
hcbm More than 1 year ago
This is an exciting tale about a woman, Sally Kent who follows her dream by filling in for her brother aboard a ship in her Majesty‘s Royal Navy.. She is soothing her conscious by saying that she is doing it to protect her family's honor but it is so much more. It is a action packed story set against the backdrop of the high seas, and shows how wit can hold its own against brawn. The main characters are Sally Kent and Mr. Colyear. Mr. Colyear has known the Kent family for years. He is the insurmountable object that Sally has to overcome to live unbound by the chains society has placed around her. What makes this book special is that Sally has to face the consequences for her actions. There is a grittiness and believability in the descriptions of the life aboard ,the Audacious. The author shows that dues definitely have to be paid for breaking the rules. However if you have the guts sometimes you will reap the glory in unexpected ways. It is these things that kept me turning the pages, that and the interactions and growth of the characters, sometimes those interactions were amusing and other times poignant. I enjoyed the story immensely,cannot think of anything else to say.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Was a great book that had characters that stayed with you long after the book was over. Looking forward to reading more from this author
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read a lot of romance novels and it's been a long time since I have enjoyed thouroughly from start to finish a most entertaining read. There is depth to the characters, thought to the excellently woven story line and to my greatest joy, humor! I don't believe there is anything missing in this book! I highly, highly recommend it.
CKLee More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed seeing the characters interacting in the British Navy setting.  It was well written and while not the typical historical, I loved it and am looking forward to the rest of her series!
M-Miles More than 1 year ago
I loved this book. Loved. I was immediately drawn into the story and the characters and the ROMANCE. Oh! It's such a wonderfully romantic book. Ms. Essex has a great voice and writes terrific characters who have such depth. I loved Sally and Col. She was spunky and confident without being overbearing and annoying. Col was completely dreamy and sigh-worthy. I very much enjoyed this sea-faring adventure. The author really knows her stuff and it's evident in the pages. And the romance was so beautifully written. I was completely lost in the pages from the first page to the last. Can't wait to read more from Ms. Essex!
ElisaB More than 1 year ago
I was lucky enough to get to read an ARC of this book, and it's FABULOUS FABULOUS FABULOUS. I'm a huge fan of Patrick O'Brian's seafaring novels (the Aubrey / Maturin books that start with Master and Commander). Elizabeth Essex's Almost a Scandal is like a Patrick O'Brian novel but with FRONT AND CENTER ROMANCE. And it's a very, very swoony romance. I truly loved both the main characters--they're smart, daring, brave, loyal--and I actually bought the whole girl-dressed-as-a-boy-and-kinda-gets-away with it trope. This book pulls it off far more believably than pretty much anything else I've ever read. The writing is stunningly good, the sexual tension is very hot, and the love story is truly passionate. There's a moment when all they do is touch hands, and I was all but weeping. Great stuff!!!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I thoroughly enjoyed this story. It was a learning experience with ships, a history lesson and most of all a fantastic adventure. I enjoyed the way the author brought all the characters to life. I will definately read more books from this series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I totally enjoyed reading this book. The author does a great job of keeping your interest.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Besides romance I love reading naval adventure novels of which there are to few. This book was a great melding of the two genras Loved the plot and the character development. I hope to see many more books by this author.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I bought because quite a few good reviews, but for myself I found the story very slow to start. The characters were likeable for the most part, but it just didn't draw me in. There were a few sex scenes and there was some profanity ( both mostly closer to the 2nd half )
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was my first book from this author. I'll definitely read others. Although this book started too slow it turned to be a really, really good book! After the firs kiss, it was a very fast paced story. It surprised me how I'd enjoyed read it so much! I just didn't like to read the heroine saying over and over "devil take me" and the hero saying "dam my eyes", it was too repetitive. But no matter it was a very good romance. I red it in just two days.
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Deserie.Comfort on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Bold, brazen, and beautiful, the Reckless Brides refuse to play by society¿s rules of courtship. But¿come hell or high water¿they always get their man¿For generations, the Kents have served proudly with the British Royal Navy. So when her younger brother refuses to report for duty, Sally Kent slips into a uniform and takes his place¿at least until he comes to his senses. Boldly climbing aboard the Audacious, Sally is as able-bodied as any sailor there. But one man is making her feel tantalizingly aware of the full-bodied woman beneath her navy blues¿Dedicated to his ship, sworn to his duty¿and distractingly gorgeous¿Lieutenant David Colyear sees through Sally¿s charade, and he¿s furious. But he must admit she¿s the best midshipman on board¿and a woman who tempts him like no other. With his own secrets to hide and his career at stake, Col agrees to keep her on. But can the passion they hide survive the perils of a battle at sea? Soon, their love and devotion will be put to the test¿Review: Almost a Scandal by Elizabeth Essex captured my attention from page one and didn¿t let go until the very end. This was my first historical romance read and despite reading at least a hundred books a year, I found myself a little apprehensive about this one. I wasn¿t sure what I would come across as far as the story, the writing, and the plot; however, once I started, I couldn¿t stop. I even found that once that book was over, I wanted it to go on; I wanted more.Ms. Essex has a way about her writing that keeps you on the edge of your seat and manages to keep you riveted to each and every last word. There are books I have read before; even good ones, where I have skipped through meaningless narration, long paragraphs that seem to just be ¿fillers¿ for the novel. Ms. Essex; however, keeps the reader entranced with every word written. I had started this read late one evening, only to find I didn¿t want to go to bed and immediately the next morning, picked it up. It was a very sweet, thrilling, funny, and romantic read that sucked me right into the world of the characters. The scenes were very well written and Sally and Col gifted me with a ride alongside them in their journey for ¿more.¿ You¿ll find the book full of everything you could want. You get the action, the suspense, the comedy, the heat and most of all, the love that spreads through your limbs as it all comes together. Seeing as this was my first historical romance, I want more to read. The only thing that did disappoint in this journey of discovering a new author is her book prices are a bit high ¿ e-readers or paperback. It is frustrating, unfortunately and I¿ve never been a fan at spending ten dollars on a e-book that has been out for over six months. I will most likely wait for the prices to drop before I buy any of her work ¿ or even so, pity be, be unable to read another fabulous read.All of that aside, I whole heartily recommend this book to anyone on my list. It¿s one you don¿t want to miss. Five out of five stars.
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I couldn't put this book down no matter how hard I tried or how much sleep I needed.
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KahlanMercy More than 1 year ago
The Reckless Brides Book 1. Sally Kent knows about duty, even if her brother refuses to acknowledge it.  She takes his place in the Navy as Richard Kent.  David Colyear cannot turn out the skillful and energetic girl pretending to be her brother, even though he knows he should. Col and Sally work together well and keep the Audacious running smoothly, even when an angry midshipman threatens to out them. If you're looking for an historic and fascinating tale of the sea, without pirates and treasure hunts - this is the book for you!
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