His eyebrows dipped.
“Happy to see you,” she clarified. “I’m merely…” Rambling. You’re rambling, Eloise.
Lucien strolled over, impossibly cool and hopelessly elegant with his long, graceful movements. He stopped in front of her with the sofa between them. “May I speak?”
She nodded.
“I didn’t come to apologize,” he added.
Eloise sighed. “I know. You said as—”
“Eloise.”
“Er, right, sorry,” she said on a rush. “You were saying?”
Lucien reached his hand across the space dividing them and cupped her cheek. “I’m not here to apologize because every apology I make will be inadequate and you deserve so much more than that.” She leaned into his caress. The expensive, tailored leather glove cool and soothing upon her skin. “I was a bloody fool,” he said with a directness that widened her eyes. He lowered his hand to his side. “You deserved more from me as a friend. You deserved a better man than me as your husband.” He surveyed the luxurious, mahogany, Chippendale furnishings of the parlor, his gaze lingering upon the large and ornate golden bevel mirror upon the far right wall. “And I’d wager my other arm that you had him in Sherborne.”
Yes, her husband had been good and more than she had deserved. But he’d never been Lucien. She’d not disrespect Colin’s memory with the truth in her heart.
With a distracted movement, he picked up a porcelain shepherdess and turned it over in his hand, studying it. “My father left me property to manage—unentailed land in Kent.”
Eloise tipped her head. Is this why he’s come? She wet her lips and searched for the proper reply. “You will do splendidly in taking over the running of that estate,” she said at last. For she did not doubt a moment with his intelligence and strength, he was more capable than any other landowner in the whole of England. And yet, she wished it was more that brought him here. Wished it was her.
A normally unflappable Lucien set down the shepherdess. The delicate piece wobbled on the table, then righted itself. He dragged his unsteady hand through his hair. “I’ve not come here to speak about the property,” he paused. “Though it seems important you should know of it.” He slashed the air with his hand and knocked the figurine once more. The golden-haired shepherdess tipped and fell on her side, unbroken. Lucien gave his head a shake. “That is, it seemed you should know about my acquisition of the property.” Lucien frowned. “Nor have I come to apologize.” His lips pulled in a grimace. “I am bumbling this.”
She desperately tried to sort through his ramblings. “Bumbling wh—?”
He raised his gaze to hers, silencing her question with the burning intensity in his gray eyes. “I’m here to tell you I love you.”
Her heart froze, suspended. “You…” And then the organ resumed hammering a frantic rhythm. “What?” The word emerged on a halting whisper. Lucien crossed around the sofa and stopped. “I don’t understand.” Because after years of loving him and dreaming for that sentiment returned, she’d long ago given up the hope of it.
The muscles of his throat worked. “You don’t understand because I’ve been a bloody fool.” He lowered his brow to hers. “It took me too long to understand that I love you, Eloise Constance. I’ve loved you as long as I’ve known you.” He raised her knuckles to his mouth and brushed a kiss against them. “I just didn’t realize it. I realize it now and know it’s likely too late—”
“No!” The exclamation burst from her.
Eloise’s denial ripped through him. No less than he warranted but still agonizing for what it represented. It had been the height of arrogance to come here and expect she should put aside the freedom she had as a widow to wed a broken, unworthy gentleman such as himself.
With pained reluctance, Lucien released her. “No,” he repeated in deadened tones. He flinched at the regret tinging that one word. He’d not have her feel guilty. He gave a stiff nod and backed away. “Forgive me,” his voice emerged hoarse. “I understood it was unlikely that you should indeed return my sentiments after my years of gross neglect.” He took another step away from her, never removing his gaze from her person. “I will always be your devoted servant and friend.” He bowed. “If you’ll excuse me.” With that, he hurried to the door.
“Is that all you’ll say?” she called out, staying his hasty flight. “You’d just leave?”
Her words jerked him to a stop. His muscles tightened under the folds of his jacket. He turned around and looked questioningly at her. He’d not convince her that he was worthy, because he did not himself believe it—and so he would leave.
Eloise sprinted over. She placed herself between him and the doorway. “You misunderstood me.”
Lucien looked at her probingly. The first stirrings of hope fanned in a heart he’d only recently realized wasn’t deadened. The organ still beat. It beat for Eloise. He spoke slowly. “I misunderstood—?”
“No it is not too late, you great lummox.” The words burst from her lips. “I love you, L-Lucien,” she said. Her voice broke. “I always have.” She smiled tremulously up at him. “I always will.”
Lucien drew in a harsh breath, and momentarily closed his eyes. “You were everything I never knew I needed, Eloise. You were always there and I never saw it.”
She leaned up on tiptoes and pressed her lips to his in a slow, gentle kiss. “You see it now,” she whispered. “And that is all that matters.”
She was wrong. What he’d become in the years since their youth mattered. The years had changed him. War had changed him. But then, hadn’t life changed us both? “You can love me, even as I come to you missing an arm, a man who has acted as a servant—?”
Eloise touched her fingers to his lips silencing him. “None of that matters.” She moved her palm and pressed it over his heart. “This is what matters. Only this.”
Ah, God. He loved her. He wanted her in his life. For now. Tomorrow. And forever. “Marry me.”
She blinked, retreating a step. “What?” Her hand fluttered about her chest.
He raked his hand through his hair and cursed. “I’m making a bloody mess of this.”
Eloise let her hand fall to her side. Did he imagine the ghost of a smile tugging at her lips?
He cursed. Again. “I’m cursing.” He couldn’t even put to her a proper offer of marriage.
Eloise’s shoulders shook in clear amusement. “Uh, yes. I hear that.” He dropped to a knee. “What are you—?” Her words ended on a gasp.
“I have had three weeks to find the perfect words for you, Eloise, and, even with that, I can’t manage to be what you deserved.” She opened her mouth but he went on, not allowing her to speak those likely contradictory words. “Will you marry me? Marry me because I love you and I’ll spend the remainder of my days showering you with every happiness you deserve.” He frowned. “Though I’m not the same witty young gentleman I once was.” He looked to the pinned up sleeve of his jacket. “Nor am I the young, more pleasing gentleman you likely fell in—”
A breathless laugh escaped her. “Yes, Lucien.”
His heart froze and hope exploded through him. “Yes, I’m not the pleasing gentleman you fell in love with?” He stood slowly. “Or yes, you’ll marry me?”
She looped her arms around his neck and leaned up. “The latter,” she whispered against his mouth.
A smile turned his lips. “I love you, Eloise.” He lowered his mouth to hers and claimed her lips in a gentle, searching kiss.
He was home.
The End
Biography
Christi Caldwell is a USA Today Bestselling author of historical romance novels set in the Regency era. Christi blames Judith McNaught’s “Whitney, My Love,” for luring her into the world of historical romance. While sitting in her graduate school apartment at the University of Connecticut, Christi decided to set aside her notes and try her hand at writing romance. She believes the most perfect heroes and heroines have imperfections and rather enjoys tormentin
g them before crafting a well-deserved happily ever after!
When Christi isn’t writing the stories of flawed heroes and heroines, she can be found in her Southern Connecticut home chasing around her feisty six-year-old son, and caring for twin princesses-in-training!
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Other Books by Christi Caldwell
“Winning a Lady’s Heart”
A Danby Novella
Author’s Note: This is a novella that was originally available in A Summons From The Castle (The Regency Christmas Summons Collection). It is being published as an individual novella.
For Lady Alexandra, being the source of a cold, calculated wager is bad enough…but when it is waged by Nathaniel Michael Winters, 5th Earl of Pembroke, the man she’s in love with, it results in a broken heart, the scandal of the season, and a summons from her grandfather – the Duke of Danby.
To escape Society’s gossip, she hurries to her meeting with the duke, determined to put memories of the earl far behind. Except the duke has other plans for Alexandra…plans which include the 5th Earl of Pembroke!
“A Season of Hope”
A Danby Novella
Five years ago when her love, Marcus Wheatley, failed to return from fighting Napoleon’s forces, Lady Olivia Foster buried her heart. Unable to betray Marcus’s memory, Olivia has gone out of her way to run off prospective suitors. At three and twenty she considers herself firmly on the shelf. Her father, however, disagrees and accepts an offer for Olivia’s hand in marriage. Yet it’s Christmas, when anything can happen…
Olivia receives a well-timed summons from her grandfather, the Duke of Danby, and eagerly embraces the reprieve from her betrothal.
Only, when Olivia arrives at Danby Castle she realizes the Christmas season represents hope, second chances, and even miracles.
“Forever Betrothed, Never the Bride”
Book 1 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Hopeless romantic Lady Emmaline Fitzhugh is tired of sitting with the wallflowers, waiting for her betrothed to come to his senses and marry her. When Emmaline reads one too many reports of his scandalous liaisons in the gossip rags, she takes matters into her own hands.
War-torn veteran Lord Drake devotes himself to forgetting his days on the Peninsula through an endless round of meaningless associations. He no longer wants to feel anything, but Lady Emmaline is making it hard to maintain a state of numbness. With her zest for life, she awakens his passion and desire for love.
The one woman Drake has spent the better part of his life avoiding is now the only woman he needs, but he is no longer a man worthy of his Emmaline. It is up to her to show him the healing power of love.
“Never Courted, Suddenly Wed”
Book 2 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Christopher Ansley, Earl of Waxham, has constructed a perfect image for the ton–the ladies love him and his company is desired by all. Only two people know the truth about Waxham’s secret. Unfortunately, one of them is Miss Sophie Winters.
Sophie Winters has known Christopher since she was in leading strings. As children, they delighted in tormenting each other. Now at two and twenty, she still has a tendency to find herself in scrapes, and her marital prospects are slim.
When his father threatens to expose his shame to the ton, unless he weds Sophie for her dowry, Christopher concocts a plan to remain a bachelor. What he didn’t plan on was falling in love with the lively, impetuous Sophie. As secrets are exposed, will Christopher’s love be enough when she discovers his role in his father’s scheme?
“Always Proper, Suddenly Scandalous”
Book 3 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Geoffrey Winters, Viscount Redbrooke was not always the hard, unrelenting lord driven by propriety. After a tragic mistake, he resolved to honor his responsibility to the Redbrooke line and live a life, free of scandal. Knowing his duty is to wed a proper, respectable English miss, he selects Lady Beatrice Dennington, daughter of the Duke of Somerset, the perfect woman for him. Until he meets Miss Abigail Stone…
To distance herself from a personal scandal, Abigail Stone flees America to visit her uncle, the Duke of Somerset. Determined to never trust a man again, she is helplessly intrigued by the hard, too-proper Geoffrey. With his strict appreciation for decorum and order, he is nothing like the man’ she’s always dreamed of.
Abigail is everything Geoffrey does not need. She upends his carefully ordered world at every encounter. As they begin to care for one another, Abigail carefully guards the secret that resulted in her journey to England.
Only, if Geoffrey learns the truth about Abigail, he must decide which he holds most dear: his place in Society or Abigail’s place in his heart.
“Always a Rogue, Forever Her Love”
Book 4 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Miss Juliet Marshville is spitting mad. With one guardian missing, and the other singularly uninterested in her fate, she is at the mercy of her wastrel brother who loses her beloved childhood home to a man known as Sin. Determined to reclaim control of Rosecliff Cottage and her own fate, Juliet arranges a meeting with the notorious rogue and demands the return of her property.
Jonathan Tidemore, 5th Earl of Sinclair, known to the ton as Sin, is exceptionally lucky in life and at the gaming tables. He has just one problem. Well…four, really. His incorrigible sisters have driven off yet another governess. This time, however, his mother demands he find an appropriate replacement.
When Miss Juliet Marshville boldly demands the return of her precious cottage, he takes advantage of his sudden good fortune and puts an offer to her; turn his sisters into proper English ladies, and he’ll return Rosecliff Cottage to Juliet’s possession.
Jonathan comes to appreciate Juliet’s spirit, courage, and clever wit, and decides to claim the fiery beauty as his mistress. Juliet, however, will be mistress for no man. Nor could she ever love a man who callously stole her home in a game of cards. As Jonathan begins to see Juliet as more than a spirited beauty to warm his bed, he realizes she could be a lady he could love the rest of his life, if only he can convince the proud Juliet that he’s worthy of her hand and heart.
“A Marquess For Christmas”
Book 5 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Lady Patrina Tidemore gave up on the ridiculous notion of true love after having her heart shattered and her trust destroyed by a black-hearted cad. Used as a pawn in a game of revenge against her brother, Patrina returns to London from a failed elopement with a tattered reputation and little hope for a respectable match. The only peace she finds is in her solitude on the cold winter days at Hyde Park. And even that is yanked from her by two little hellions who just happen to have a devastatingly handsome, but coldly aloof father, the Marquess of Beaufort. Something about the lord stirs the dreams she’d once carried for an honorable gentleman’s love.
Weston Aldridge, the 4th Marquess of Beaufort was deceived and betrayed by his late wife. In her faithlessness, he’s come to view women as self-serving, indulgent creatures. Except, after a series of chance encounters with Patrina, he comes to appreciate how uniquely different she is than all women he’s ever known.
At the Christmastide season, a time of hope and new beginnings, Patrina and Weston, unexpectedly learn true love in one another. However, as Patrina’s scandalous past threatens their future and the happiness of his children, they are both left to determine if love is enough.
“Once a Wallflower, At Last His Love”
Book 6 in the Scandalous Seasons Series
Responsible, practical Miss Hermione Rogers, has been crafting stories as the notorious Mr. Michael Michaelmas and selling them for a meager wage to support her siblings. The only real way to ensure her family’s ruinous deb
ts are paid, however, is to marry. Tall, thin, and plain, she has no expectation of success. In London for her first Season she seizes the chance to write the tale of a brooding duke. In her research, she finds Sebastian Fitzhugh, the 5th Duke of Mallen, who unfortunately is perfectly affable, charming, and so nicely… configured… he takes her breath away. He lacks all the character traits she needs for her story, but alas, any duke will have to do.
Sebastian Fitzhugh, the 5th Duke of Mallen has been deceived so many times during the high-stakes game of courtship, he’s lost faith in Society women. Yet, after a chance encounter with Hermione, he finds himself intrigued. Not a woman he’d normally consider beautiful, the young lady’s practical bent, her forthright nature and her tendency to turn up in the oddest places has his interests… roused. He’d like to trust her, he’d like to do a whole lot more with her too, but should he?
“In Need of a Duke”
A Prequel Novella to “The Heart of a Duke” Series by Christi Caldwell
In Need of a Duke: (Author’s Note: This is a prequel novella to “The Heart of a Duke” series by Christi Caldwell. It was originally available in “The Heart of a Duke” Collection and is now being published as an individual novella.
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It features a new prologue and epilogue.
Years earlier, a gypsy woman passed to Lady Aldora Adamson and her friends a heart pendant that promised them each the heart of a duke.
Now, a young lady, with her family facing ruin and scandal, Lady Aldora doesn’t have time for mythical stories about cheap baubles. She needs to save her sisters and brother by marrying a titled gentleman with wealth and power to his name. She sets her bespectacled sights upon the Marquess of St. James.
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