A Kiss at Mistletoe (Kiss the Wallflower Book 2) by Tamara Gill

Author:Tamara Gill [Gill, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamara Gill
Published: 2019-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

The eve of the Mistletoe Ball arrived with a deluge of snow, but even with the chill of the outdoors, it could not dampen the excitement from the house guests over the festive ball.

Dale stood at the side of Lord and Lady Lancaster’s ballroom and watched Lord Weston flounce about like the little peacock that he was. The bastard having been caught with Lady Hectorville, his front falls still gaping from being open, left little imagination as to what he’d been doing with her ladyship. Dale didn’t even need to ask Mary what she’d seen.

That the poor girl had harbored feelings toward Lord Weston was unfortunate. The man wouldn’t give the chit a second glance. Too opinionated and if Dale was correct, Mary would be too intelligent for such a prick, and the gentleman was too thick to know it. With his own self-importance, that was one trait Dale knew Lord Weston wouldn’t tolerate in a bride.

Still, Mary didn’t deserve to be taught this lesson in the way that she had been, and he would ensure he sought her out tonight and danced with her.

A little tittering went through the sea of guests and Dale cast his eye across the room, trying to see what everyone was in a little fuss about.

He felt his mouth gape and he closed it with a snap. “Damnation,” he muttered, remembering to breathe. His eyes feasted on Lady Mary as she walked into the room. How had she remained hidden for so long when there was such a beauty under all those atrocious gowns her mother had made her wear? More worrying perhaps, was how on earth he’d missed seeing such a prize.

Tonight Mary sparkled like a rare diamond amongst paste.

Arm in arm with her closest friend Louise, she walked through the guests, welcoming and smiling as was her nature. Dale watched as she passed Lord Weston and Lady Hectorville, pleased to see she refused to be lured into conversation, even though the prig Lord Weston still tried, even after his shameful actions that she had happened upon.

The thought made Dale hate him even more and under no circumstances would he allow his lordship to touch one hair on her dark, pretty head.

The man who won Lady Mary’s heart would be worthy of her affections. As her brother’s best friend, he would ensure that was so, and guarantee that Peter too followed this rule. A rarity such as Mary should not marry anyone who did not deserve her.

Dale narrowed his eyes, the thought of her married to someone else, laughing and enjoying herself as she now was, did not fill him with pleasure. If anything, it soured his mood. He rubbed a hand across his jaw, unsure of why it unsettled him so.

“My sister is a success, it would seem,” Peter said, coming up to Dale and pulling his gaze from her.

He nodded, schooling his features. “It would seem she is. I would warn you to keep her from Lord Weston however. I think his lordship has other ideas when it comes to marriage.

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