One Night in Shining Armour

By Rhoda Baxter

Tamsyn needs a knight in shining armour. Her old friend Navin will rescue her. Won't he?

- British-Asian hero, who is shorter than the heroine

- cross dressing

 -terrible,terrible Knight puns

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rhoda Baxter
• Release date: Sep 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393888253

Rhoda Baxter

Rhoda writes contemporary women’s fiction with a hint of geek. Back in the early 2000s, when she commuted into London every day, Rhoda read romance novels and wished there were more stories about women who were not obsessed with shoes. Besides which, where were all the nice men - the sort that rely on wit and charm rather than money and biceps? Rhoda now writes the sort of books she wanted to read. She's lucky enough to have several books published by a traditional publisher (thank you Choc Lit!). Her books have been nominated for prizes and her articles have appeared on various websites, including USA Today. In real life, she has a DPhil in microbiolgy, so if her pen name sounds vaguely bacterial, you can guess why. You can find her wittering on about cake and science or making bad puns on her website (www.rhodabaxter.com), or on Facebook or Twitter (@rhodabaxter). Or, if you like, you can email her at [e-mail]. Please do say hello if you’re passing.

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One Night in Shining Armour

Tamsyn was sorting out her expenses claim for two weeks based with a client, when Usha popped up outside her cubicle.

Oh, you’re back?

Tamsyn resisted the urge to say ‘obviously’. Instead, she pulled up a smile and said, Usha. Nice to see you. How are things?

This was how they played things. She and Usha had started in different departments at roughly the same time and progressed up the ranks until they were leading their own sub teams. The rivalry between them had always been kept below the surface, after all, they were never in direct competition with each other. That was ... until the head of department role had opened up.

Usha smiled, a fake little smirk that set Tamsyn’s teeth on edge. Are you coming to the office summer party tomorrow?

Crap. She’d forgotten all about that. She had the invitation card somewhere. Usha’s team were organising it this year. Bugger. Oh. Yes. Of course I am. Somewhere in the