Three best friends are the most eligible ladies in London. But Lady Aimee Wentworth only has eyes for the handsome sailor who captured her heart long ago. . .
Everything She Lost. . .
Lady Aimee Wentworth has grown tired of Reece Hamilton avoiding her. Unable to shake her childhood vow to marry the dashing sailor, she devises a plan that she's certain will land her in his arms. But before she can act, she's captured by Reece's crew, and an ill-timed case of mistaken identity all but shatters her hopes of winning back his affections. . .
. . .Was Worth Everything She Gained
Born the untitled second son of a lord, Reece has resigned himself to the life of a sailor. Unable to provide the luxuries befitting a Lady, he insisted that Aimee seek the hand of a nobleman. But when he discovers her on board his ship he knows there is only one direction in which to set his sailstoward a destiny more adventurousand more passionatethan either could have ever imagined. . .
Praise for Michele Sinclair
"Sinclair entertains with noble self-sacrifice, double deceptions, sizzling attraction, and affectionate meddling." Publishers Weekly on Tempting the Highlander
"Once again Sinclair demonstrates her ability to touch readers' minds and hearts, keeping them enthralled." RT Book Reviews on Desiring the Highlander
About the Author
An award-winning romance writer, Michele Sinclair's books carry readers to the historical highlands of Scotland where romance dwells in strong, vibrant, even at times humorous characters. A working mom during the week and a soccer/tennis mom on the weekend, when Michele isn’t having fun with her two children, she plies her creativity with salty snacks and Dr. Pepper® plus occasional paw input from their lively, affectionate, yet fearless five pound Maltese. Read more at www.michelesinclair.com.
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A Woman Made for SIN
By Michele Sinclair
KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.Copyright © 2014 C. Michele Peach
All rights reserved.
London, October 6, 1816
"Millie, do not shake your head at me! I absolutely insist that you come! Of the three of us, you know the area the best. And, Jennelle, do not think because you are sitting behind me I am unaware that you are at this very moment rolling your eyes and signaling Millie to refuse," Aimee added as she glanced back, affirming her guess. "Millie fled through those alleys just a few months ago."
Millie felt her jaw tense and tried again to make her best friend see reason. "It was at night and you must remember, Charles was with me, Aimee. It was your brother who knew where to go, not me, when he managed to save me from—"
"And since then you have gone with him a dozen times or more when he has needed to visit one of his ships," Aimee interrupted. She knelt down and clutched her oldest friend's fingers in her own. "This is my one opportunity, Millie. Charles will be busy with his dinner meeting, which he made clear that none of us were invited to, and—"
"And we have already accepted the invitation to Lady Shackleton's card party," Jennelle chimed in.
Aimee continued to clutch Millie's hand but faced Jennelle, giving her an angry stare that she hoped would singe her friend's red hair. "I can recall numerous occasions where you demonstrated just how easily we can and will send our regrets." Standing back up, she said more forcefully, "I not only want but need your help, but know that if you both refuse, it will not sway me from going. Tonight is my last chance, and I am going. Even if I have to go by myself."
Aimee's voice was soft but emphatic. It was completely out of character for the tall, willowy blonde, who was typically very sweet and gentle. But today, her bright green eyes snapped with a compelling urgency that conveyed her threat was not an empty one.
Jennelle was about to offer a word of caution when Aimee cut her off. "It is a brilliant plan. Millie, tell her," Aimee said to the most adventurous of their group.
Nicknamed the Daring Three when they were just children, the three girls were best friends and nearly inseparable. Even Millie's recent marriage to Aimee's elder brother had not separated them. Aimee was positive that if she could just get Millie to agree with her plan, the ever-so-logical Jennelle would follow. She would be compelled to, from sheer friendship.
Millie, now sorry that she ever mentioned her husband's mysterious thief, laid a hand on her agitated friend's arm. "It is a bold plan, Aimee, but I am unsure why you would want to get involved. I think Chase has his own ideas about routing out the thief. Should we not just wait ...?"
"My brother may be your husband, Millie. And you may find him intriguing and his tediousness an adventure, but since you became Lady Chaselton ... well, I must finally tell you the truth. You have turned into quite a bore!" Aimee huffed and began pacing. "Four months ago, it would have been you planning this night raid, and it would have been Jennelle and I holding you back."
Millie opened and closed her mouth, unable to deny her friend's accusation. "I expect you are correct, Aimee. I have tempered my inclinations a bit, but you must understand that as the Marchioness of Chaselton, I cannot continue to act as I once did," Millie declared, adding underneath her breath, "Not to mention, Charlie would kill me if he found out." Then realizing Aimee had heard her, she looked down, tucking an escaped dark lock of consistently errant, thick, wavy hair behind her ear.
Her husband was called Charles by his sister, his mother, and Jennelle, but never by her. She normally referred to him as Chase, like most did. Only when he was particularly aggravating did she call him Charlie, a pet name she had given him when they were younger, knowing how much he detested it. But since they had married, Millie used the term more and more often in her private thoughts. It was her name for him. Hers alone.
"You are shamming it, Mildred," Aimee stated unequivocally, "and you know it. Charles would be upset, but he has caught you in many a more provocative situation, and he still fell in love with you despite your ways. I am asking you for one small favor, one small adventure, and suddenly you turn prim and proper. It is unfair, I tell you! After all the crazy exploits Jennelle and I have joined you on."
Jennelle's dark red eyebrows popped up at the mention of her name. "It is not a small favor, Aimee. Dressing up like men and leaving in the middle of the night in an attempt to stow aboard Charles's ship to catch a thief, is not a small favor." Despite her red hair and flashing blue eyes that hinted of her Irish ancestry, of the three of them, Jennelle was the one who was most able to remain calm and cool in even the direst of situations. As the years came and went, Millie and Aimee wondered what, if anything, could break that cool composure, and secretly hoped to be around if it ever did.
Aimee walked over and sat across from her two friends, deciding honesty was the only way she would get them to understand and agree. "Please, please do this. Reece has been in town for nearly a month and has refused to see me. No matter what I do, he avoids my company. Can you imagine, Millie, what it would be like if Charles suddenly no longer wanted to see you or speak to you?"
Millie bit her bottom lip. She could not imagine the pain Aimee just described, but the mere thought of not being able to talk with Chase, even when they disagreed, was horrifying. Aimee had been in love with Reece Hamilton, Charles's best friend, since she first saw him when she was six years old. Almost nine years Aimee's senior, Reece had been amused by her infatuation, but it was not until last Christmas that their relationship changed—significantly.
During the war, Reece's and Charles's visits home were infrequent. Consequently, it was customary for Reece to pay Lady Chaselton and her daughter a visit whenever he returned. He would relay any news of the war and the well-being of her son, just as it was expected that Charles would visit Reece's family. Last December, it had been three years since Reece had seen Aimee. It must have made a difference, because this time he kissed her. And according to Aimee, the kiss had been no ordinary one. She was now certain Reece was the only man for her and that her destiny was tied to his.
Millie sighed. "Tell me your plan one more time. All of it, from the beginning. And, Jennelle, pay attention for probable difficulties, for I believe we are going on an adventure tonight."
Jennelle rolled her eyes but knew all was lost. Millie had acquiesced. But what had she expected? For marriage to change her petite, excitement-seeking friend into a paragon of the gentle sex? For Aimee to suddenly stop seizing every opportunity to convince the one man she had ever pined for to love her? Jennelle held her breath and then exhaled long and soft, realizing she was the only sane one of the bunch. And a sane person really should be accompanying her two friends during this crazy escapade.
"I'm unsure as to the intelligence of this idea, Aimee, but tell it to us once again."
Aimee felt alive and excited all over. The rented hack hit a large cobblestone and her fingers fluttered to Millie's for support. "I cannot believe I am finally going to see him again, Millie. It has been so long. If I have to endure another Season of pretentious old men or even worse, loquacious, overly eager young men and their tittering marriage-focused mothers, I really shall perish. You have no idea how fortunate you are, Jennelle, that your father is not compelled to see you advantageously married. And, Millie, you are the luckiest of us all to have convinced Charles he was in love with you and to ask for your hand. If only Reece would do the same."
Millie took a deep breath and blew a wayward strand of her dark hair away from her eye. If they were caught, it was highly doubtful she would be able to convince her husband of anything again. She glanced out the window. They were just about to cross into Shadwell at Thames, the main entrance to the London Docks. "I want your promise, Aimee, that if we stumble across the thief, you will not make a single move until all three of us are sure that he is indeed Reece. Chase is still not positive this latest event is a simple prank."
"But you said the thief was only taking some papers that were of little value and of interest only to Reece and Charles. Besides we three and Mother, who else would know what Reece and my brother really value?"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This is book 2 in the A Woman Made For series. Lady Aimee Wentworth has been in love with Reece Hamilton since she was a little girl. Ever since their kiss, he won't stay in England long enough to see her. In desperation, Aimee comes up with a plan to go to him and ends up getting herself kidnapped - luckily be members of Reece's crew. Reece knows that he can never provide for Aimee that way she should be provided for, so he decided to stay away from her. Knowing that if he saw her, all his reservations wouldn't mean anything and he wouldn't do that to the woman he loved. What will Reece do when he finds Aimee on his ship having made friends with his entire crew? Is it the answers to his prayers? This is definitely a different type of romance book. Not in the way the storyline of the H/H goes, but that it's definitely a continuation of the previous book. Millie and Chase from the previous book (A Woman Made for Pleasure) feature heavily in this story. It was kinda of a dream come true. When you read a series, the other H/H usually pop up so that you can see how their life has progressed but you never really get to see much of their life after the end of their story. This story started just months after the previous one ended, so it definitely felt like a mini-series that had just continued on to the next night. Having said that, I do wish the author had done a little less of Millie and Chase and beefed up the story for Aimee and Reece but I did really enjoy both parts of the story. I really enjoyed Aimee and Reece. Now that Aimee is after her true love, we see a fierce side of her that was hidden when she was around Millie. I liked seeing Aimee go after what she wanted. I loved the vulnerability in Reece. His whole crew knew there was someone that held the heart of their captain, but were wise enough not to pry into it. When they found out that Aimee was "The One", it was fun to see how they gravitated to her and made all of Reece's reasons for not marrying Aimee mute. I am excited to read the next book in the series, which is about Jenelle. Thanks go to Kensington via NetGalley for a copy of the book in exchange of an honest review.
What happened to her sisters,surely there is a store there
My Thoughts: I snagged this one up quick because it sounded like it would be a good historical. I expected this to be a sweet little romantic journey... but it just took forever to get there. There was a whole lot of other stuff going on around Reece and Aimee, that it felt like we would never get to see them fall in love. I found myself immensely bored most of the way through to the point where I had to start skimming before I gave up entirely. But then! Aha! Romance! And let me say, get out your fans, ladies... there is one supremely long and glorious chapter of Reece and Aimee that you do not want to miss. A Woman Made For Sin may have had too much stuff going on, but the romance was done right. It was extremely well-written, I can definitely give Michele Sinclair props for that. The descriptions are outstanding. I just wish I could have gotten into the storyline more. I think my brain just couldn't handle all the information. If it didn't take FOREVER for the romance (and if there had been MORE romance), I might have enjoyed it a little more. My Rating: Pretty Good