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"An orange rose is for the spark of romance and the fire of love; it is the kindling of each dawn and the glowing ember of sunset.”

 

Romance

 

A Sensible Match
From Vintage Romance Publishing

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Abby’s parents want her to marry a man she’s never met. But how can Abby marry someone who’s secretly insulted her? The only solution is to make sure he doesn’t propose. After all, Abby knows that the only sensible match is a love match.

Excerpt:

“Take a risk, Abby. You can’t live here all your life. You can’t choose to be so stubborn, so alone.” Edwin pleaded, but his words came out harshly.
Abby did not hear this as desperation from a rejected suitor, but as a halfhearted effort to fulfill his word. If he were in love with her, why wouldn’t he talk eloquently and joyfully? Why couldn’t he just say that he cared? What a blessing that he did not know what love was.
Abby fired up. “Risk? You talk of risk when you are now not leaving your home. You have given up your calling to minister, because it is expected of you to become a lord. What risk have you made?” She had found another way to drive him away. Her words were bitter and sarcastic to hide the vulnerable self she was inside.
“Are you afraid,” Edwin asked bitterly. “Afraid of anything new? You like to have control, even over your life and emotions. You like to pick and choose to whom you show charity, always the Good Samaritan that never feels a thing. What if God calls you to do more, be more than you already are?”
Edwin paced and came back to her.
“Why is wealth so bad or a title so wrong? Are you unable to forgive that I have them or that I wouldn’t forsake them for you? You have made your choice and I would know the reason why.”

Courting Constance

(Sequel to A Sensible Match)

Coming soon, all rights reserved.

If marriage was an occupation then Constance was determined to enjoy her search for employment. Men after all made it easy to fall in love. Sadly, though, they also made it just as difficult to stay in love. Constance was not going to settle for an ordinary life as a wife. She just had to convince a certain someone as well as herself that a wedding could be the beginning of some adventures instead of the end of them.

Excerpt

How sweet you are,” she said irrepressibly. “You have always looked out for my best interests.”
Sir Geoffrey bowed. “I am so very pleased to do so. For I see that you have changed and so much for the better.”
She looked at him puzzled, curiously waiting for his next words.
He raised an eyebrow and glibly explained, motioning to the cup he had returned to her. “See, you now accept what I have to offer, no matter how humble.”
Constance considered him cautiously, reassessing the unexpected stranger before her. This man didn’t seem like the same one who had treasured her and once thought nothing good enough for her. At one time, he would never have insisted she drink the nasty water that she wanted to gag upon now. He would have taken it for her.
He nodded and continued, as if amused by some secret joke. “And you have become quite devout and pious as well, I see.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant, but she wasn’t afraid of him.
“Sir? You have the advantage of me because I do not understand your splendid and unexpected compliments.”
His gray eyes sparkled and she could swear he was enjoying their battle, though she didn’t see how. She almost felt annoyed, but reminded herself that he couldn’t play with her emotions. She firmly commanded them and would one day command his too.
“Modest now too,” he answered softly with a touch of humor. “I remember how much you once loved my gift and yet you now refrain from wearing such a gaudy trinket in the very place that it would fit the best. Isn’t it scriptural for a woman to refrain from wearing pearls and gold?”
Constance couldn’t help fighting back. “Judge not, lest ye be judged,” she retorted.
“I am proven right,” he instantly replied. “You have been studying the Bible.”
She had to try something different for he was definitely trying to provoke her. He seemed immune to her smiles and charm. Why not play the girl he thought he wanted then?
“My dear sir.” She curtsied and then sighed. “I am honored you would find virtues in me that are so fine and yet unmerited.”
“I have been known to have that fault,” he said sarcastically, showing her for a moment the anger that still burned within him.
 

 

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