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A Christmas Cotillion
A Christmas Cotillion
A Christmas Cotillion
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A Christmas Cotillion

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England, 1820. Bachelor Jonathan Cavendish has become reclusive in the years following a failed romance with the love of his life. In the years following their split, he has thrown all his energy into restoring the small estate he inherited from a great uncle and has put aside any thoughts of romance.

Although he’d rather remain at home alone for the festive season, this year he’s accompanying his cousin Freddy to a Christmas country house party. Freddie seems to be constantly falling in love and, on this occasion, he is infatuated with a young lady called Belinda. Jonathan is asked by Freddy’s anxious mother to accompany him to the house party to keep an eye on the situation, in case the young lady turns out to be an unsuitable choice.

Despite this inauspicious beginning, Jonathan catches the eye of Nick, the handsome son of a local well-to-do farmer, who is a constant presence at the holiday entertainments. Nick is intrigued by Jonathan’s kindness and also by the sadness he hides from public view.

The initial attraction between the men seems to be mutual, but can Nick break through Jonathan’s defences and teach him to love again?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateDec 22, 2019
ISBN9781646562015
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    A Christmas Cotillion - Ellie Thomas

    A Christmas Cotillion

    By Ellie Thomas

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    Copyright 2019 Ellie Thomas

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    A Christmas Cotillion

    By Ellie Thomas

    Chapter 1

    What on earth am I doing here? Jonathan Cavendish, Esquire wondered for the twentieth time that day, while he maintained a pleasant social smile for the bespectacled older gentleman talking to him.

    He knew there was no real reason why he shouldn’t be enjoying himself. He and the other guests were three days into a two-week visit to Abbeyfield House in Northamptonshire for Christmas. His hosts, the Grant family, were numerous and gregarious and as providers of hospitality, both generous and unpretentious.

    As a result, the invited company was varied and convivial. He should be relaxing and embracing the agreeably unsophisticated entertainment like his fellow guests, and on the surface, he was doing exactly that; being a good sport, joining in the seasonal fun and games, making congenial conversation with the young and not so young of the party, both male and female. All the same, some inner, deeper part of him could not or would not allow him to let down his guard and unbend.

    He’d had to be persuaded on two fronts to leave his much less welcoming home for the Christmas period. Must be something to do with being lord of the manor, he thought with a sardonic grin, as his noble domain was merely a tumbledown farmhouse surrounded by lands that had gone to seed.

    At least, that’s how it had been five years previously when he had inherited the property from an elderly uncle. Nowadays, after a great deal of hard work, the main house was restored, or at least weatherproofed, and the land was starting to break even. His man of business, or less pretentiously and more realistically, farm manager, had encouraged him to accept this invitation.

    You haven’t had any time away in these past years, except trips to town to negotiate with the bank, he’d said. Jonathan had guessed that his steward needed a break from him more than anything and was looking forward to a full fortnight without Jonathan driving him almost as hard as he did himself.

    You can’t keep working all hours like this. You’ll make yourself ill, he’d added, surprisingly firmly. It was this genuine concern for his well-being that really made Jonathan pause.

    This appeal was coupled with another persuasive force, due entirely to his cousin Freddy. Jonathan flicked a glance over the company to see that young man’s fair head bobbing about amongst the youthful dancers. Freddy had declared himself to be madly in love. This was nothing new, as the romantically-inclined young man had made similar declarations on a semi-regular basis. This time, however, he was seriously thinking of making a proposal of marriage to the object of his affections.

    So, his mother, Jonathan’s Aunt Matilda, had pleaded that Jonathan accompany Freddy to these festivities to which both Freddy and the young lady had been invited, so he could supervise the progress of this romance.

    Not that I don’t trust Freddy’s judgement, Aunt Matilda had said dubiously, but it would set my mind at ease if you were there to keep an eye on him.

    As head of the family, he would have felt grudgingly obliged to find someone suitable to chaperone his feckless but charming young cousin.

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