His breath quickened and his lips parted as he stared. Then I will stare at your mouth and bite my lip, which in turn will make you stare at my mouth.” Sophia was already giddy with the pleasant buzz of mild arousal, from only his touch. “Is it so obvious? I was hoping you would lead the way, being that I am in uncharted territory.” He traced her lips with the tip of his finger. “I think you are merely stalling, Wilhelm.” Come a little closer, will you?” He reached around her shoulders to slide her hat off, then unraveled her chignon. “Well, you have it set up properly romantic scenery, a participating party. But you will have to teach me if I am to be any good at it.” He flashed his debonair grin, the one with dimples that made her heart kick in double time. “I want to kiss you, but I don’t know how,” Lord Devon muttered. In this excerpt, Wilhelm has just won a bet with Sophia, and the collateral is a kiss. Who at Coffee Time Romance likes male virgin stories? You do? Well, Wilhelm has never even been kissed. He's a disaster, really, especially when he tries to impress Sophia Duncombe, a jaded socialite. His story isn't all bleeding hearts and sad violin music, though there's plenty of drama. I had way too much fun creating a socially awkward character. Think Rain Man with 'X-Men' Wolverine's attitude in Jude Law's body.* On a good day, Wilhelm Montegue composes music and fiddles with calculus equations. His bad days are the reason he lives sequestered in the country.

The hero of my historical romance is an autistic savant and a Crimean soldier with severe PTSD.

Song For Sophia by Moriah Densley