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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. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Laughing, Henrietta patted Charlie’s hand before saying, “Perhaps I can put in a good word for you with the reverend.”

“Thank you, Hen,” he swallowed and reached for another sweet, “there was such a row before I came to London, I’ll take any help you can give me. Father can be stubborn, as I’m certain you remember.” Charlie leaned back on the sofa, waving a ginger biscuit in one hand.

Henrietta giggled and took up a ginger biscuit as well. It was so much fun to have Charlie to talk to again. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed his company until this minute.

“Thank you so much for having me to tea, Lady Tollesbury. I feel almost as though I’m at home again.” Charlie spoke to her mother, but his gaze lingered on Henrietta.

And a little bit more…

“It was lovely to see you again after all this time, Charlie.” Mama was pouring more tea, although the pot had to be stone cold by now. “You must return and dine with us this evening. Lord Tollesbury will want to see you, I’m certain. You cannot deny him that pleasure, can you?”

“Of course not, my lady. I would be honored.” Charlie continued to stare at Henrietta.

There was a strangeness in his look that puzzled her, and she was about to ask him if something was the matter when the drawing room door opened.

A footman entered, carrying a large bouquet of exquisite pink and yellow roses. He strode to Mama. “My lady, these just arrived for Lady Henrietta.”

“Thank you, John.” Mama took the bouquet, frowning as she searched for a card.

The footman bowed and left.

“Ah, here it is.” Her face lit up as though the flowers were for her. She looked at Henrietta, a sparkle in her eyes. “They are from Lord Foxstone, Henrietta.”

Glancing at Charlie, Henrietta held out her hand to take the bouquet from her mother. She put her nose into the blooms—she had always loved the smell of roses. Somehow Lord Foxstone had discovered that fact. “He is a very attentive gentleman.”

“I assume he is one of your bevy of suitors, Henrietta?” Charlie’s smile, a little forced now, never left his face.

“He and Henrietta are betrothed.” The triumph in Mama’s voice irritated Henrietta to no end.

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