To me Taming Men is one of life's greatest mysteries. We want our men tame, right? If you're me, you definitely want your husband or partner to be tame enough to put himself in front of the sink, and if he knows how to separate colors, and how to make a bed...baby, we're getting orgasmic here!
But then...is that really what we want?
Don't we also want the archtypal bad boy, the one who whistled outside your bedroom door when you were fifteen and the world was dewy and new, the kind who leans against the wall in a podunk bar and takes you out to dance with hands that span your waist? The one with a look in his eye that says: "I will never be any good at dishes...but Damn, I'm good at other things..."
Yet we want a husband to hold us when we cry. So we fall in love with an annoying man with bad habits -- he throws his boxers on the bedroom floor, or worse--he drinks too much. Eats too much. Talks too much. In other words...he's a real man.
At the same time, we occasionally still think about the one we can't have, the one we wouldn't even like that much (maybe), the one who would scorch the sheets and the imagination and likely doesn't wear boxers anyway.
TAMING OF THE DUKE, my new novel, is all about that divide. My heroine, Imogen, is torn between two men: one strong, silent, and illegitimate -- a Regency bad boy from the wrong side of the blankets. But then there's her guardian, Rafe. He drinks too much, fights with her, holds her when she's miserable. Who will she choose?
Did this ever happen to you? Did you ever have to choose between the obviously delicious wild one, and your neighbor, your friend, the boy you squabbled with?
Encore! "The Taming of the Duke" hits the shelves today and it's simply wonderful! Hop on over to Romance: B(u)y the Book for an Eloisa feature AuthorView and review.