Orphaned as a child by the French Revolution, Fleur Hardouin’s road has not been easy. Homeless again, she seeks an advantageous marriage as a matter of security. But when she crosses paths with a handsome young captain who, years ago, came to her rescue, she must choose between her heart’s desire and practicality.
Saved from French troops by a French vintner, Gareth Ardleigh promised to find his rescuer’s granddaughter, Fleur, for a marriage that will unite two branches of the family business. But when he finds her, he must choose between honoring a promise or pursuing the woman he loves.
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Excerpt from UNDER THE CHAMPAGNE MOON, by Alina K. Field
Gareth dipped his head her way and sniffed. “Mmm. Lilac?”
Her eyes turned a steely gray, and the slight wash of color creeping up her pale neck cheered him beyond reason. Fleur was a flower, but not a fragile one, and not one to blush easily at an importuning man’s flattery.
Or… he suspected that the cynical young girl had not grown into that sort of woman. What did he really know of her in the years since he’d last seen her?
She was still a Miss Hardouin, so she hadn’t married.
“Come along.” True to form, she quick-marched out of the library with him tagging along attached to her arm.
“Who is this Lady Dulcinea Ixworth?” he asked.
She sent him a side-wise condescending look, the sort you’d bestow on a child who’d asked a stupid question.READ MORE
Another grin tugged at his lips, and he swallowed a laugh. He’d always enjoyed young Fleur’s silent testiness, but in Fleur the woman? The challenge was as intoxicating as champagne.
A new thought nagged: would Etienne Marceau appreciate her?
“She’s a distant cousin to the Bicton-Morledges.” Fleur’s frosty tone pull him out of his reverie. “I’ve been serving as her hired companion.”
“Does she live at Bicton Grange?”
“No. Well, that is, we only just arrived from Staffordshire.”
“How did you come to…” He thought of the sulking little girl Fleur used to be and outrage filled him. “Do you mean that Bicton-Morledge sent you away?”COLLAPSE