Chasing the Other Tisdale by Jessica Jefferson ♥ Fun Facts, Book Tour & GIVEAWAY ♥ (Historical Romance)

She’s the other sister…

Overshadowed by the beauty of her older sister, Lillian is better known as the other Tisdale; unremarkable and unsure how she will ever deliver on the promise of her family's name.

He’s a rake in need of reforming…

Will Colton leads a frivolous existence, embracing notoriety instead of managing his family’s fortune. Determined to forget his financial burden and his father’s growing resentment, he maintains a lifestyle dedicated to pleasure and self-indulgence. When Will is invited to the Tisdale estate for an extended holiday, he never expects to become friends with the forgettable Lillian. But when a family secret comes to light, he must choose between leaving London and protecting the honor of one woman or staying and risking the reputation of another.

Upon his return, Will finds the girl he left behind has come out of the shadows and into her own. Lillian’s finally the center of attention, and not all of it good. With his own reputation in tatters, can a reformed rake lure her out of the hands of London's bachelors and back into his own arms? Can he escape his past and reclaim her heart, or has he lost her forever?

Growing up, I was a chubby kids without a lot of friends. I eventually started using my personality to compensate for what I believed I was lacking physically. I loved the idea of an “ugly duckling” inspired tale. Only, I wanted to make sure my heroine wasn’t necessarily a beautiful swan in the end, but a remarkable, intelligent, personable young woman.

Did you know…that the scene where Lilly is enraged after Will tells her how much he valued their friendship is inspired by own incident with my husband?

I had a huge crush on my husband before we started dating, only we were good friends. One day while we were hanging out he told me how much he loved hanging out with me – he loved my personality. I couldn’t believe the guy I’d been salivating over for months wanted me for my brains…and nothing else! I know now what an awesome compliment that was, but as a girl in my young twenties, I was not amused.

Did you know…that after I submitted my review copies that my editor and I found a major mistake where I killed off the Viscount in two ways?

Sorry, reviewers! I struggled with (spoiler alert!) the method by which I killed off the Viscount. Death by carriage accident or accidental poisoning. It was difficult to make up my mind, and it turned out I didn’t. The issue was resolved about a few weeks prior to the pre-sale.

Did you know…that I’d planned on Chasing the Other Tisdale being the second book released in the Regency Blooms series?

I loved the story of Lilly and Will, only readers wanted more Tamsin. So, Taming Miss Tisdale became book two in the series, whereas book three sat on the shelf a while longer.

Did you know…that Flora Tisdale is inspired by one of my past co-workers?

She’s the very definition of fabulous! Her hair is always perfect and she dresses to impress. Even the way she speaks commands attention. I thought she’d be a great Society matron!

He didn’t try and crawl out of the hole he’d so easily dug for himself. Rather, instead of making an already awkward situation worse, he smiled. It was a cavalier sort of smile—one that she just knew he’d used hundreds of times before to get him out of this sort of trouble. Women were undoubtedly willing to forgive him most transgressions just by a flash of this winning grin.

Lord knew she was.

She’d never before met anyone so handsome, so charming, so…

A bolt of pain shot up her arm, as if God himself was punishing her for having such immoral thoughts.

“Enough,” he said. “We need to get you in front of a doctor. The sooner, the better.”

“Good idea,” she agreed. “How do you suggest we go about doing that?”

“First, we’ll need to secure your arm.”

She nodded. “You mean fashion a sling? I’m sure there’s something around here that we could use as rope. Perhaps ivy? There’s a great deal of it about the estate.”

His hand flew up to his chest. “What do you take me for, some sort of bushman? For heaven’s sake, I’m from Grosvenor Square, not some jungle. I wouldn’t have the slightest idea of how to go about accomplishing something like that.”

Lilly bit her lip. She’d never make it being jostled about without something to steady her arm. “Did you have something else in mind, then?”

Mr. Colton started removing his jacket. “I thought I’d use my shirt. I’ll rip some strips off of it and make the sling out of that.”

“Your shirt,” she repeated, suddenly questioning if she’d indeed suffered a head injury along with her broken arm.

He tossed the jacket to the ground behind him. “Yes.”

She was confused. “But then what will you wear?”

He was unfastening his waistcoat. “Nothing, I suppose .”

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Jessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it—almost Chicago. She is heavily inspired by classic sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy. She invites you to visit her at jessicajefferson.com and read more of her random romance musings.