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“Using wit and romance with a master’s skill,
Kasey Michaels aims for the heart and never misses.”
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Upon awakening the next morning Kit did not remember this particular profound statement, a punishing hangover being his only lingering souvenir of a truly forgettable evening; but Jennie’s note served to bring his dilemma into sharp focus and he had rallied sufficiently to agree to the meeting now taking place in the Maitland herb garden. Not that their discussion had so far produced anything more tangible than a mutual agreement as to the total unsuitability of both parties for the roles of husband and wife.
And yet, his head still pounding as if a blacksmith had set up shop between his ears, and his ears ringing with Jennie’s condemning accusations, Kit found himself coming to the reluctant conclusion that his carefree bachelor days could be numbered on the fingers of one hand. There was no retreat for a man of honor, no possible avenue of escape without bidding his good name a permanent adieu. Between them, the naively candid Jennie and her determined Papa had trussed him up all right and tight and delivered him neatly into the parson’s mousetrap. All that remained now was to convince his “intended” of the futility of resisting the inevitable.
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