Always good to have a nice historical!
Married to the Lord (The Wallflower Brides book 2) by Samantha Holt released yesterday in the Adult, Historical, Romance genre.
Waiting for one’s fiancé to set a date is never fun. Especially when it has now officially been years. Particularly when one is a veritable wallflower with little chance of anything better coming along. More so when said fiancé’s brother is paying particular attention to one’s life and causing all sorts of confusing emotions.
All Miss Augusta Snow wants is for Evan to return home and set the date. If that means trying as hard as she can to break out of her quiet temperament to gain his attention, then she’ll do her best.
But it seems she’s attracted the wrong brother’s attention…
The brooding Miles Stanton, Viscount Ashwick has always been quietly fascinating to her. She knows he was a little less than a gentleman in his past but she cannot help be intrigued now that he is showing interest in her wellbeing.
He only intended to protect his brother’s interests…
Miles always had a soft spot for Gus. However, everyone knew she was meant for his brother and all he wants is for her to be happy—especially with the specters of his past hanging over him and guaranteeing to bring trouble. He has to protect Augusta from doing something silly and somehow persuade Evan to cease being a fool and return home.
All the while ignoring his feelings for her…
Augusta’s plans to show Evan that she is not just some dull wallflower seemed doomed to fail and now Miles is back in her life and behaving…well…strangely. She cannot help but wonder if she has been hanging her hopes on the wrong brother this whole time.
“I was wondering if I might have the next dance.”
She glanced around him, aware of a few gazes watching their interaction. “Are you certain we should?”
“If I cannot dance with who I want in my own house, then what’s the point in even holding these infernal balls?”
“But you do not like dancing,” she pointed out.
“I forgot that I should defer to Miss Snow before deciding what I do and do not like. Forgive me, I will not forget again.”
“No, that is not what I meant…it is just…”
“You have danced with many men tonight, Gus. One dance with me will do no harm. In fact, I think it better that we dance rather than spend all evening avoiding each other, as though the gossips were correct.”
She bit down on her bottom lip. “I suppose you are right.”
“High praise indeed.”
She rolled her eyes at him and allowed herself the first proper smile of the night. “A man like yourself does not need my praise, Miles.”
“There you are wrong. Praise from a beautiful woman means more than praise from a single one of my contemporaries.”
Warmth rose up in her face and she tried to will away the soft feeling his words created in her chest. To think she was so simple as to fall for a tiny compliment. Of course, it was not the compliment so much that had the effect but the source of it.
The next dance was announced, saving her from replying. They lined up for the slow country dance that most of the guests were pleased to partake in. It was an easier one for those who were not so surefooted or less inclined to dance the vigorous reels. It also gave the dancers plenty of time to talk. However, for the first few beats, Miles remained silent.
Augusta was not certain she trusted herself with anything so she remained quiet too, following the simple steps until they were in the center together, palm to palm. She swallowed hard and kept her focus ahead of her.
“I am sorry,” he said finally.
“Henry, of course.”
“You do not need to apologize for him.”
“Of course I do. He’s my brother, my responsibility.”
Augusta turned to look at Miles. “He is a grown man, what can you do? Lock him in a dungeon?”
“If I had one, I’d be damned tempted to.” They split apart, ending up on opposite sides of the line. Augusta clapped her hands in time with the music until it was time for them to meet again, this time turning around one another.
“Do not blame yourself,” she said.
“How can I not when you have spent half of the evening looking heartbroken?” He shook his head. “You would make a fine gothic heroine, Gus, and all men would wish to come to your aid and make you smile again.”
“I had rather thought I was doing a fine job of looking utterly complacent.”
“You were, I suppose. But I noticed.” His gaze locked onto hers as they did one last twirl. “I always notice you, Gus.”
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