His Colonial Rose by Vanessa Brooks & Beth Bennett

Author:Vanessa Brooks & Beth Bennett [Brooks, Vanessa & Bennett, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2015-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Friday saw the first significant snows of winter. It was November now and the mellow days of autumn had given way to chill and frosts of winter. Benedict continued to be frustrated in his courting efforts. Mayhap, today, Rose would be in a more amenable mood. He poured himself a sherry and pondered over the last couple of months. Rose was sweet and utterly without guile, every thought that crossed her head was written across her face as plain as day. This was a quality he absolutely adored in her, the practiced artifice of the women of the ton were just the opposite.

Rose was like the first fresh breeze of springtime. She responded to his kisses with passion and Benedict knew from experience there was fire under that sweetly veiled façade. The fact that she always seemed to be pulling away from him bothered him though. She would respond to his kisses and even give as good as she got, but the moment the kiss was over, a wall would spring up as if something unresolved remained between them. Rose was intriguing and frankly, she was the first woman who had ever resisted his advances. This was a new experience for Lord Mortimer. Rose Randolph and her resistances made him desire her all the more.

Benedict's mother entered their London drawing room. She huffed out her frustration, "My dear son, your fiancée should be arriving at any moment. Please speak with her about the problem I am having with the modiste Madame Emmerson? She wrote to me just this week and the situation simply has to be resolved for we are running out of time here. Madame Emmerson told me that Rose doesn't care for a trousseau. Good heavens, I've never met such a girl before! I am sure that I am glad the girl is not impressed by the trappings of wealth alone, but she must be fitted with dresses worthy of her upcoming station in life and the social demands that will be placed upon her as your Countess."

Benedict gave a sigh. "I don't suppose the King realized what he was engaging me in when he decided to wed me to a colonial, Mother. Can you imagine the amount of money Margaret would have run through had the King been funding a marriage with her as the bride?"

Beatrice rolled her eyes and quickly crossed from the room. "Enough said, dear, I will never question the lovely Rose again. However, Margaret would have come to you with her trousseau completely intact."

Benedict scratched his chin, his little miss was indeed an enigma and one he was determined to solve. He hoped this afternoon would go well. When Rose arrived at the Mortimer's London house in Brunswick Gardens, she immediately launched into an appeal. She was nearly in tears. It seemed her father had taken her on a carriage ride past Westminster Abbey.

"Benedict, please, I simply can't be married in such an enormous place. It is so huge. I would die

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