Nearest book to my computer was When the Duke Returns by Eloisa James, which I finished a few days ago. (Highly recommended! It's moved from my TBRead pile to my TBReviewed. Someday…)
Anyway, beginning with the 5th sentence on page 56:
He arrived in London the night before, woke up at dawn, and waited for the appropriate hour to pay a call on his wife. It was all easy.
And nothing was easy.
For one thing he had to tell his wife, who already thought he was cracked, that their wedding had to be delayed. Again.
That ended up a nice little teaser snippet.
Because this is fun, here's the book I'm actually reading right now – The Bride by Julie Garwood:
"Oh, all right. I'll take him." Turning back to Jamie, she muttered, "There, sister, are you happy now? You've forced me to lie to a man of the cloth."
"I forced you?"
The gasp in Jamie's voice wasn't due entirely to her sister's outrageous comment. Alec's hand had curved around the base of her neck. His fingers were stroking her sensitive skin.
Another Alec! And he's up to something, apparently…
Speaking of men named Alec, here's page 56 from my MS, One Highland Night by Rebecca Clarke. (Yes! You read it here first!):
"So you believe me now?"
"Aye. I dinna want to, not really. But I do." He crossed the narrow space and pulled a stool up next to the cot, laid the bag beside her with shaking hands.
She knew the contents, what he must have seen: the guidebook. No wonder he was unnerved. How would she feel if she read a book saying that within a hundred years from her present, the United States would be torn by war and its people conquered, their way of life changed forever? To see pictures of places she knew in ruins?
Lesse…I think most everyone's been tagged by now, but if you're reading this and haven't been, consider yourself "it"! *g*
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