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I’ll be continuing my snippets from The Christmas Pact through the month of December! I hope you’re enjoying Henrietta and Charlie getting reacquainted after so many years apart. 

The Christmas Pact

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Will a childhood promise lead them to true romance?

When Henrietta Price accidentally pummels a gentleman with a snowball, her instant mortification turns to delight when she discovers the young man is none other than her childhood best friend, Charlie. Though they haven’t seen each other in ten years, he still has the same vivid blue eyes, wicked laugh, and caring nature she remembers so well. Once he’d even vowed—at ten-years-old—to marry her, if necessary, to save her from a life of spinsterhood. And although she’s considering another man’s proposal, she can’t quite keep that long-ago promise out of her head…

Charlie Newkirk hasn’t stopped thinking about Hen since she stole a kiss from him all those years ago.  Now he can scarcely believe the beautiful woman in front of him is the same girl whose braid he used to pull. Worse, he has no idea if she’s given her heart to the wealthy young marquess courting her or if she even remembers the promise he hopes to fulfill.

With their future happiness at stake, will Charlie be able to remind Henrietta of their Christmas pact and turn their childhood friendship into a newfound romance? Or will he forever remain just someone she used to know?

I’m continuing today’s snippet beginning where we left off from last week’s. How will Henrietta get out of this pickle? Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

“Were you not attending, Henrietta?” Mama pursed her lips. Her major complaint with Henrietta was that she never attended anyone properly. Usually, she was correct. “How tiresome you are. Charlie just told us that his father was quite displeased with him, didn’t you, Charlie?”

Swallowing hastily, Henrietta turned to her friend, all attention riveted on him. “Why is Reverend Newkirk displeased, Charlie? Surely you’ve never done anything to vex your papa.”

Charlie grinned and sipped some tea before saying, “Oh, it was most grievous, Hen–I thought for some time he might actually disown me.”

And a little bit more…

“Gracious, Charlie. What did you do?” Henrietta steeled herself for something absolutely scandalous.

“I took my great-uncle’s seat as an MP.” Chuckling, Charlie helped himself to another sandwich.

“He was upset because you went into politics?” Henrietta cocked her head. She’d think that would be an exciting and important career. “Why?”

“Because every first son of a Newkirk, for ten generations, at least, has gone into the Church.” Charlie finished off the sandwich and reached for a cream cake. “It’s even in our name—Newkirk. I’m the first one to go against tradition and not become a vicar since Angus Newkirk in 1654.”

“Do you know what Angus Newkirk did instead of becoming clergy, Charlie?” Mama’s interest sounded piqued.

“He joined the army. Very scandalous, given our pacific nature.” Charlie stared into Henrietta’s eyes, his own twinkling with amusement. “I should think I would be held in less dudgeon for becoming a mere politician.” The cream cake disappeared in one bite.

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