I Wanna Be Loved by You
by Heather Hiestand
GENRE: Historical Romance
BLURB:
For a young woman
swept into international adventure, romance can’t be far behind…
The 1920s are in full
swing when Sadie Loudon leaves her grandfather’s stodgy vicarage, and she
dreams of the glamour and excitement she’s seen on the silver screen. But
before she even begins work at the storied Grand Russe Hotel, she is ushered
into London’s glittering nightlife by a handsome young businessman intent on
introducing her to the pleasures available to a Bright Young Thing. Is it a
fleeting romance…or something even more intriguing?
Les Drake is on the
lookout for Bolsheviks when he encounters sweet, sexy Sadie. A British Secret
Intelligence agent, Les has more experience with the seedy underside of the
city than with innocent chambermaids, but he can’t deny that Sadie tempts him.
Using her as part of his cover seems like a brilliant plan until the danger of
his assignment threatens what has suddenly become a love he can’t bear to lose…
EXCERPT from I WANNA BE LOVED BY YOU:
Les glanced between the two women.
His gut told him that they were not compatible. Sadie was too fresh and
uneducated to appeal to this cosmopolitan refugee. Not like the young wife from
Acton who was desperate for a friend. When Glass had given him orders he hadn’t
accounted for Sadie’s youth. She was only a chambermaid, after all.
“What time is the rally?” he asked
Semyon in Russian.
He responded in kind. “In an hour.
Will I see you there?”
Les nodded. “I need to pay a couple
of sales calls on bookshops here and then we will go to the docks. Will your
wife come along?”
Semyon nodded and took his own bowl
of soup off the tray. “She is very political.”
“Mrs. Rake is not educated in these
matters.” Les spooned up the last couple bites of his borsht. There likely wouldn’t
be time for food later.
“She’ll learn,” Semyon said. “What
is her background?”
“Orphan,” Les said, not wanting to
reveal more.
“English through and through,
right?”
Les nodded and put his and Sadie’s
bowls on Semyon’s tray, then poured overbrewed tea from the pot into his empty
cup.
“Why did you marry her? Money?”
Les was glad they were still
speaking in Russian. He let his gaze peruse the length of the skinny brown bow
detail on Sadie’s cream dress. The ribbon slid down her chest between her breasts,
revealing
their buoyant shape underneath the
thin fabric. He glanced back at Semyon, who smirked.
“A young man must have his
pleasures,” Semyon said.
“Your wife is very beautiful,” Les
told him. Sadie’s eyes went to him. The color matched the stormy sea now. He
realized he had missed an exchange between her and Irina Kozyrev. When he
glanced next to him he saw Irina was putting the nesting doll together, then,
when at last the matryoshka was back together, she put the doll into the gift
box and placed the lid on top, then slid it into her handbag.
Shocked, he let his hurt show as he
moved his gaze back to Sadie.
She shook her head slightly, as if
warning him of danger. Next to her, Semyon was devouring his soup. Sadie pushed
a plate of brown bread to him and he took a piece without looking up.
Les stared at his erstwhile wife.
Had she given Irina the dolls because she was afraid of her, or was there some
deeper game? What had the girl sensed about her role here? Irina set her
handbag on her lap, her lips curving with genuine satisfaction. With a last
look at Les, Sadie deliberately moved her attention to the other woman,
smiling.
Irina laughed.
Sadie had done the unexpected and
turned the assassin’s daughter into an ally, it seemed.

AUTHOR
BIO:
Heather Hiestand was born in Illinois
but her family migrated west before she started school. Since then she has
claimed Washington State as home, except for a few years in California. She
wrote her first story at age seven and went on to major in creative writing at
the University of Washington. Her first published fiction was a mystery short
story, but since then it has been all about the many flavors of romance.
Heather’s first published romance short story was set in the Victorian period
and she continues to return, fascinated by the rapid changes of the nineteenth
century. The author of many novels, novellas and short stories, she makes her
home in a small town with her husband and son and supposedly works out of her
tiny office, though she mostly writes in her easy chair in the living room.
For
more information, visit Heather’s website. Heather loves to hear from
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