|One Moment's Pleasure.|
Genre: Western Historical Romance
Publisher: Crimson Romance Publishing
Length: 142 pages
Heat rating: 4-5 on a scale of 5
Tagline: Everything for love ~ nothing for lust.
One Moment’s Pleasure will become a lifetime’s passion when spinster, Edith Alden, embarks on a search for her missing sister. Pretending to be a rich bored woman looking for an interlude with an anonymous male Edith enters the San Francisco bordello where her sister was last seen. She escapes the bordello almost too easily, but she can’t escape the passion ignited by a stranger’s kiss.
Born and raised in the brothels of the California gold rush, Dutch Trahern worked for years to erase a childhood spent committing petty crimes and worse in order to survive. That past comes back to haunt him in the form of a woman he rescues from prostitution. Now his hard won respectability is threatened by an irresistible desire for a woman he shouldn’t want.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Hero ~ Dutch Trahern is a business man in the import-export trade based out of San Francisco. He is in his late twenties.
Heroine ~ Edith Marietta Alden of the Boston Aldens is a spinster because her guardian grandfather doesn’t believe women should work or participate in any activity outside the home. At approximately 24 years of age Edith is the oldest of the three Alden sisters.
Villainess ~ Madam Cerise Duval would never reveal her age as she would like all of her clients to believe her ageless. She owns San Francisco’s finest bordello and would kill without qualm if it were to her advantage. She is Dutch Trahern’s nemisis.
He saw it coming, and if he'd believed she'd follow through, he might have stopped her.
"How dare you question my virginity! You don't even know me. I, sir, am no whore!"
He put his hand to his stinging cheek and checked to make certain he could still move his jaw.
The slap re-lit his simmering temper, and he advanced on her, retribution his primary goal. She cradled the hand she used to hit him against her waist, using the other to fight a losing battle with her décolletage as step for step she backed away.
The raw panic on her face cooled his ire a bit.
The sinking dress dragged the floor. She caught a heel in the hem, pulling the dress half off her body.
He put out his hands to keep her from falling.
"No!" She raised her arms as if to protect her face from his fists, giving up all hold on the recalcitrant bodice.
He let his hands drop and closed his eyes to get a mental grip. Finally he got it. He understood what the woman had been saying all along. She wasn't a whore. No whore behaved like this woman-well except for dropping her clothes. Whores did that all the time but not when running away from a client. Whores ran toward clients not away, and drugged up or not they didn't act in ways guaranteed to make a client angry.
He opened his eyes.
"I'm not gonna hurt . . ." His jaw opened and shut. He couldn't pull his eyes from her naked form. "For petesakes put your clothes back on."
He bent, tugging at the cloth around her feet.
"No. Don't do that." She batted at his arms and twisted downward, trying to rescue the dress.
"Stop fighting me," he growled. "You'll tear it."
She succeeded in getting a grip on the dress but cracked her head against his. She staggered into him.
"Ow." He jerked upward, the dress still in his hands.
"Noo!" Already off balance, her tangled feet slid out from under her along with the cloth. Then her head hit the floor.
For the third time in almost as many days, Dutch had a female at his feet. He stared at the woman sprawled before him. She was beautiful. Naked and beautiful and not moving. How had he gotten into this situation, and who would believe it if he told them?
Interview with Mr. Dutch Trahern part owner of Trahern – Smiley Import and Export
Tell us about yourself.
I was born in a hell on the Barbary Coast. My father, who forced my mother into prostitution to keep him in gambling money, deserted us when the vigilantes ran him out of town in 1851. I was too young and didn’t know any other life, so when my mother died her madam, Cerise Duval offered to let me work for her as her personal ‘toy.’ I did it to give my brother a place to live, clothes to wear and food to eat. As I grew older, I understood how wrong it was to allow Cerise to abuse me, and when I saw her eying my brother, I swore I’d find a way to escape and build a respectable life for the two of us. I’d almost succeeded before I met Edith Alden.
Tell us about Edith.
She’s the most beautiful and most exasperating woman on earth, and when we met I believed she was a prostitute. The type of woman I despise most. I discovered very quickly that she wasn’t, but it took me a long time to realize what a truly honorable soul she is. She had her troubles--a misogynistic grandfather and a totally absurd will--and her secrets, and both of those caused us problems. I’m not certain how, but in the process of helping her solve those problems, she helped me find the pieces of my heart that I thought dead as a result of my years on the Barbary Coast.
What do you think is your strongest point?
I don’t quit.
What would Edith say is your strongest point?
I’m stubborn to a fault.
What would Edith say is your biggest weakness?
I’m judgmental and stubborn.
What was it like where you grew up?
It wasn’t very pleasant, so I’ve already said everything I want to say on the topic of my childhood.
What do you wish was different about your life?
I wish I’d grown up somewhere else with two loving parents. Of course if I’d gotten that, I would never have been in Duval’s bordello where I met Edith.
If you were given your fondest wish, what would it be?
That no one--man, woman or child--should ever have to sell themselves to survive.
Describe a place of perfect refuge.
As a child, who was your best friend? Tell us about him/her.
That would be my brother Trey. We only had each other. As the oldest, I did my best to protect him, which wasn’t easy. Trey’s got a bit of a wild streak, and I’m certain that’s going to cause him heartache someday. Right now, he’s turning his wild side to advantage by pursuing a career as a US Marshal.
What do you wish I had asked you? Please ask and answer it now.
Too many personal invasions as a child has made me a fairly private person, so this entire interview isn’t easy for me. Let’s just say I wish you’d asked me if I have any bad habits. The answer is yes, I do. I like chocolate way too much. We never had any treats as children. I met the Ghirardelli Brothers when they were looking for a firm to import cocoa beans for their chocolate business. I made them a very good deal, so they discount their products for me. I’m able to afford all the chocolate I want, which really isn’t good for me. Thank goodness, I have Edith to tell me when I’m over-indulging.
About the Author
Author of historical, contemporary, and erotic romances, Rue Allyn fell in love with happily ever after the day she heard her first story. She is deliriously married to her sweetheart of many years and loves to hear from readers about their favorite books and real life adventures. Learn more about Rue at http://RueAllyn.com
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