First and foremost, it looks like “Bob” just might stick! [Insert evil villain's laugh]
The votes were close. Very close. There were nine for Collin and ten for Bob. However, overall, I WAS outvoted. Some of the “other” names suggested were:
As vastly different as it is from all the other names listed or his real name, I kind of like the name Quinn (thank you to the anonymous voter), so I’ll use that–if I can remember and he doesn’t do something to get under my skin, example: the wallet fiasco.
Now, about Lady Olivia…
I was amazed at how many questions (here and in my inbox) were directed at her…er…intimate activity. Well, for those of you who are curious as to which method of drug or weaponry she used on “who sired the baby?”, I have something for you all to think about. As I have begun the “tidying up” stage of His Contract Bride, I had to re-read snatches of other books, particularly Her Sudden Groom where Edward’s character has the largest role, to make sure ages, dates, events, personalities, etc all line up. While re-reading that book, I had a moment of sheer wonder and bewilderment.
Here’s the passage:
[The following passage contains a frank discussion on adult themes. Please do not read if you have a tendency to embarrass easily or wish to pretend you and/or your children were conceived by immaculate conception.]
“If he wants an heir, he had better hope I conceive right away. I have no interest in the activity, and I’m only enduring it with him once.”
“Either he’ll have no heir or a cuckoo,” she said evenly, inspecting her nails.
“You know, a child that he technically is not the father of.”
“I know what a cuckoo is,” Caroline said, closing her eyes and willing herself not to pull her hair—or Olivia’s—out in frustration. “But you just said you have no interest in the activity. Why would you want to do it with someone else?”
“I said with him. I might enjoy the activity with someone else.”
Caroline shook her head. Poor Mr. Banks. “You might enjoy it with him.” Knowing Olivia had no desire to be faithful, let alone a desire to give the gentleman in question a chance before declaring she’d need to seek comfort elsewhere, was disheartening.
Olivia snorted. “I won’t.”
“How do you know?” she countered. “Just because he wears spectacles, talks continuously about science, wears his clothes slightly askew, and has been publicly dubbed Arid Alex, doesn’t mean there’s not something you might find enjoyable about him.”
“There’s not,” Olivia assured her. “Anyway, I can just imagine how awful our first—and only—time will be. ‘Now, hold very still, I’m going to insert my [censored due to public posting],’” she said, imitating a man’s voice.
Caroline’s eyes went wide. She knew the mechanics of procreation because she liked to be outside and from time to time she’d helped with the animals. But how Olivia had learned such a thing was a mystery she didn’t wish to uncover. “He won’t say that.”
Like Caroline, I’d like to know just how Olivia knew that. She was obviously lying by saying she had no interest in the activity because it was only a matter of months following Caroline’s marriage that Olivia got herself into a predicament. But just how did a “virtuous” young lady such as Olivia know such details already? Hmm…
There were many other good questions that I’ll try my best to incorporate into the interview, provided she doesn’t get angry and break anything of mine!
I think that’s all for today. On a completely unrelated note, the former Lady Sinclair (Marcus and Olivia’s mother) is not nearly as bad as Olivia, but I think it should be obvious where Olivia gets some of her mannerisms.
Thanks to all who humored my husband by voting or submitted questions for Lady O. I’ve said it before, but it does bear repeating, my readers are the best!