on October 23rd 2018
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It's Christmas 1817 and the Duke of Danby is matchmaking again!
Spend the holidays in Yorkshire with freshly fallen snow, Yuletide balls and mistletoe kisses.
The Duke's Mistletoe Madness includes:
JERRICA KNIGHT-CATANIA's LORD HALESWORTH'S HAPPY HOLIDAY
ROSE GORDON's I'LL BE YOURS FOR CHRISTMAS
AILEEN FISH's NO MISTLETOE REQUIRED
No Mistletoe Required
Still reeling from her major disappointment of the past Season in London, Lady Barbara Graves panics when she receives her summons to spend Christmas with her notorious matchmaking great-uncle The Duke of Danby. She’d expected Lord Aaron Harlow to propose to her before the end of the season, but he went off to India without a word. Having asked her brother to write Lord Aaron, she’s certain he’ll arrive in time to save her from marrying whatever dupe her uncle has chosen for her. * Theo Jardine is an investing genius whom Danby admires, although he’s the youngest grandson of an earl and never likely to inherit. He accepts the duke’s invitation to visit Danby Castle but plans to spend the holidays with his own family. When he realizes there’s matchmaking going on—and he’s a target—he tries to leave, but Danby dangles a carrot in front of him: an offer to front the entire scheme. * Theo isn’t Aaron, but Barbara’s attraction grows the more time she spends with him at the castle. Then she discovers her uncle is bribing Theo to marry her. Will she ever find true love with a man who loves her in return?
By morning, Theo had determined nothing was worth enduring a week spent hiding from matchmaking mothers—and the duke who enabled them. There were hundreds of men in the country with money to play with and dreams of a grand return on an investment, Theo didn’t need to put all his hopes on one man. With some difficulty, he was able to pin down Danby and arrange to meet with him immediately after breakfast.
In the meantime, he went in search of the breakfast room, or rooms as the case must be with so many guests. Where was a footman when he needed one? Even a maid slipping out of a bedchamber who could give him directions would suffice. As luck would have it, a young lady came out of a room ahead of him.
“Miss, excuse me, could you direct me to the breakfast room? I’ve gotten myself quite lost,” he said when he caught up to her.
“Quite lost, for certain. This wing has the bedchambers of visiting family. I’m going to breakfast myself, so you may walk with me.”
“Lady Barbara Graves. Grand-niece of our gracious host.”
“I’m Theo Jardine. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
Her eyes were violet, and her expression was schooled enough he couldn’t be certain if those fine eyes were laughing at him. Probably so. Most of the young ladies in London did when he made polite talk. She hadn’t even given him the chance to be dull before laughing.
“Were you summoned?” she asked in a sweet voice.
“To breakfast? No, was I supposed to wait to be notified when to eat?” He was mortified. He didn’t attend house parties as a rule, and this was part of the reason. He wasn’t socially awkward as such, but was so distracted he didn’t hold up his end of conversations very well, and usually missed the subtle signals that kept society flowing smoothly.
Lady Barbara laughed a bit louder than polite. He liked that in her. “No, silly. Did my uncle invite you to spend Christmas with his family? My family has been answering those summonses for several generations.”
“No, I’m here on business.”
“That’s what he let you believe.” She smirked at him over her shoulder. “You were summoned.”
Aileen will be giving away an e-copy of Mistletoe Madness to one lucky winner!
Aileen is curious…
If you could marry a Regency man without a title, what type of work would he do?