Thursday, March 14, 2019

New Audiobooks from Victoria Kincaid! ~ Excerpt & Giveaway!

Hello, Friends! It's my pleasure to have Victoria Kincaid on the blog today! We are celebrating the release of two of her books that are now available on audiobook! Woohoo! President Darcy and The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy

We are spotlighting President Darcy today, but Victoria is generously giveaway a copy of both audiobooks! Details are at the bottom of the page. 

Hi Candy!  Thank you for having me back to visit!  December 2018 was a blur of activity in memory as I raced to release Darcy and Deception.  What got lost in the shuffle was the release of two new audiobooks.  President Darcy, narrated by Lucy Emerson, is my first modern Pride and Prejudice variation and the first with an American-accented narrator.  The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy is narrated by Stevie Zimmerman, who did a terrific job with The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth as well as many other JAFF books.  You can visit the links above to hear samples of the narration.

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President Darcy
by Victoria Kincaid

President William Darcy has it all: wealth, intelligence, and the most powerful job in the country. Despite what his friends say, he is not lonely in the White House. He’s not. And he has vowed not to date while he’s in office. Nor is he interested in Elizabeth Bennet. She might be pretty and funny and smart, but her family is nouveau riche and unbearable. Unfortunately, he encounters her everywhere in Washington, D.C.—making her harder and harder to ignore. Why can’t he get her out of his mind?

Elizabeth Bennet enjoys her job with the Red Cross and loves her family, despite their tendency to embarrass her. At a White House state dinner, they cause her to make an unfavorable impression on the president, who labels her unattractive and uninteresting. Those words are immediately broadcast on Twitter, so the whole world now knows the president insulted her. Elizabeth just wants to avoid the man—who, let’s admit it, is proud and difficult. For some reason he acts all friendly when they keep running into each other, but she knows he’s judging her. 

Eventually, circumstances force Darcy and Elizabeth to confront their true feelings for each other, with explosive results. But even if they can find common ground, Mr. Darcy is still the president—with limited privacy and unlimited responsibilities—and his enemies won’t hesitate to use his feelings for Elizabeth against him. 

Can President Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet find their way to happily ever after?

Please enjoy the excerpt below from President Darcy:

     As the woman—Elizabeth Bennet— stepped out of the closet, brooms and mops went crashing to the floor.  She flinched, and Darcy tightened his grip on her hand, drawing her closer to him as if the cleaning implements represented a serious threat to her safety.  It was ridiculous and inappropriate, and Darcy had no idea why he did it.  

     The woman seemed to provoke unexpected reactions from him.  How else could he explain his unwarrantedly casual reaction the potential danger she might represent?

As he double-checked to ensure she was unharmed, Darcy was struck by her eyes—a deep, mossy green he had never seen before on another human being.  With such a uniform color…they really were quite fine.  He couldn’t look away.  No, it would be more accurate to say he didn’t want to look away.  

     She was about average height for a woman, which meant that she peered up at Darcy, who came in at around six feet.  A sweet, heart-shaped face accentuated those marvelous eyes.  Lustrous, wavy dark hair tumbled over her shoulders and down her back.  And that dress—a floor-length black silk sheath that skimmed all her curves without revealing too much.  In fact, it revealed just the right amount of her creamy skin…

     Rather pointedly, she cast her eyes down at her hand.  Which he was still holding.  He noticed her fingers, delicate and tapered and so small, nestled in his grasp.

     The touch of her hand was the single most wonderful sensation he had ever felt.

     His fingers caressed her fingers.  

     Her hand trembled in his.

     He had no desire to release her. 

     The rest of his body also responded to her proximity.  Leaning toward her, he scented a vaguely floral fragrance…perfume or shampoo perhaps.   He flushed with a warmth that had nothing to do with the temperature in the hallway, moisture collecting on his forehead and the back of his neck.  His mouth was suddenly parched, and his tongue licked dry lips.  Her eyes followed the movement. She is staring at my mouth.    

     If only I could touch more than her hand.  Darcy’s hand rose, needing to learn if her hair was as soft as it appeared.  But then the (apparently very small) part of his brain that was still sane reminded him that the woman was a stranger, and he aborted the movement. 

     I should probably say something.  His lips were parted, ready to speak, but all his thoughts appeared to have melted away at her touch.  

     Bing cleared his throat.  “We should get to the dinner.” 

     The words worked their way through Darcy’s sluggish brain.  He understood their import, but the thought of releasing Elizabeth Bennet’s hand horrified him.  He desperately needed to touch more of her, not less.  

     “Just a second, Bing,” he snapped.  

     Elizabeth blinked, her eyelashes fluttering.  Is she as affected by the touch as I am?  “I-It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. President,” she said with a note of finality that suggested she preferred he return her hand.   Damn.  Could she guess he’d been thinking improper thoughts—when he knew literally nothing about her except her name?  It seriously had been too long since he’d had a date.  

     Dropping her hand as if it had burned him, he stepped backward, putting more distance between them and trying to collect thoughts that seemed to have been scattered by a powerful wind. 

     Why was he reacting this way to this woman?  She was pretty—well, more than pretty. Beautiful.  And that dress displayed a body he would certainly describe as “hot.”  But he saw beautiful, well-dressed women every day.  

     And she’d been hiding in a closet, he reminded himself.  It wasn’t normal behavior.  She also didn’t appear capable of assembling coherent sentences. It truly was a shame she wasn’t more …eloquent.  Lack of intelligence was always a deal-breaker for Darcy. 

     Although it was probably a good thing.  If she were smart, too, she’d be irresistible. 

     Bing cleared his throat loudly. 

     Finally, Darcy tore his eyes from her vivid, dark green ones, but he was still rubbed raw by her proximity.  He didn’t know why she affected him like this, but Darcy couldn’t let her—or anyone else—notice the results.

     Taking out his handkerchief, he blotted his brow and mopped the back of his neck before discreetly wiping his sweaty hands and returning the handkerchief to his pocket.  Elizabeth stared, likely marveling at how profusely the President of the United States could sweat.  Bing regarded Darcy warily; he knew how out-of-character this behavior was.

     He had embarrassed himself sufficiently; remaining any longer would only produce more shame and more perspiration.  It was past time to appear at the dinner and get away from the spacey woman with the lovely eyes.  

     Without another word, he turned on his heel and strode down the hallway.  Behind him, he heard Bing ask, “Will you join us at the dinner, Ms. Bennet?” 

     Damn!  I should have asked that.  She had me too flustered.  

     “Um…sure,” she said uncertainly. 

     No regrets, he told himself sternly.  The woman couldn’t string two sentences together.  Her beauty was nothing but a momentary distraction. 

     Darcy tugged his cuffs into place and straightened his bow tie.  Taking the service hallway was intended to help him make up time after his last meeting ran late, but the encounter with Ms. Bennet had further delayed his schedule.  Time to focus on the dinner and his political priorities for the evening. 

  About the Author

Victoria Kincaid is the author of several popular Jane Austen variations, including The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth, Pride & ProposalsMr. Darcy to the Rescue, When Mary Met the Colonel, and Darcy vs. Bennet. All of her books have been listed in Amazon’s Top 20 Bestselling Regency Romances.  The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth was nominated for a Rone award and Pride and Proposals was recognized as a top Austenesque novel for 2015 by Austenesque Reviews.

Victoria has a Ph.D. in English literature and has taught composition to unwilling college students. Today she teaches business writing to willing office professionals and tries to give voice to the demanding cast of characters in her head.

She lives in Virginia with an overly affectionate cat, an excessively energetic dog, two children who love to read, and a husband who fortunately is not jealous of Mr. Darcy.  A lifelong Austen fan, Victoria has read more Jane Austen variations and sequels than she can count – and confesses to an extreme partiality for the Colin Firth miniseries version of Pride and Prejudice.

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It's giveaway time! Victoria is graciously giving away one audiobook of President Darcy and one audiobook of The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy to two of my lucky readers!

Thank you, Victoria!

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**I have to tell you, I've read and LOVED The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy!**

So, friends, what do you think of President Darcy?

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

What Are You Reading? ~ Mar. 13, 2019

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What are you Reading?  Let me know what your current read is, what you recently finished reading, and what you plan on reading next! 

Hey there! It's late Wednesday afternoon, and I'm finally sitting down to write my 'What Are You Reading?' post. Looking back it's been a month since my last Wednesday post. Wow! 

To be honest, it's not surprising. My mother-in-law passed away in February. With traveling to her service, and other projects I had going on, I haven't read much lately. I've been plagued with headaches also. 

But in the past week, I did manage to get some reading in! 😃 

Currently Reading:

I'm currently re-reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen for my reading group. I love this story!

Recently Finished (since my last post):

I recently finished reading The Last Letter by Rebecca Yarrow. It was an emotional read, but also a great romance! I loved that the pacing of the romance was not rushed. Trust had to be built. I like that. 

I also finished Inspiration: A Pride and Prejudice Variation by Maria Grace. This novella was a quick read. I need to write a review for this soon, but I'm so behind on everything!! 😱

While traveling, I listened to London Holiday by Nicole Clarkston. What a fun read! I loved it.

Since my last post, I also finished re-reading Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. I enjoyed it much more this time around. I didn't focus so much on the romances of the story but looked closer at the characters. Austen's characters are fascinating!

What's next?

I'm not sure! I'll let you know later. 😁

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So, tell me, what are you reading?

Monday, March 11, 2019

Inspiration Blog Tour ~ Guest Post, Excerpt, & Giveaway!

Hello, my friends! I'm delighted to have Maria Grace on the blog today talking about her new novella, Inspiration! (I'm currently reading this and loving it!) 

Thanks so much for having me, Candy. It’s great to get to visit with you again. I’m excited to share my new novella with you and your readers. Inspiration features Darcy as an artist tortured by his demanding muse. 

As luck would have it, I did not know a great deal about art in the Regency period, so I had to go digging about and I learned some very interesting bits that found their way into the story.

The Regency era upper classes as a whole were avid art collectors, sometimes having entire rooms devoted as private galleries to display their collections. The rooms usually had a northern exposure to provide even light while minimizing damaging exposure to sunlight. The windows and sometimes even the art itself would have curtains or shutters to protect the pieces from light exposure while not being viewed. Only on rare occasions would the art be viewed by candlelight. The smoke would damage the paintings, and the risk of fire from enough candles to properly light the pieces was high enough to discourage the practice. Mirrors were often used to make the most of the light available in a room.

Red, followed by green, were the most popular wall colorings for an art gallery, though personal preference could play a big part in this choice. Public galleries often used every available inch of space, hanging paintings from floor to ceiling. Private galleries often left more space between paintings, probably because they had fewer to display.

It was not unusual for a collector—usually a man—to have an additional private collection kept in a separate locked room or closet. This collection usually contained paintings of a more sensitive nature that were not appropriate for public display. The NSFW of the era, so to speak. Darcy has such a room in Pemberley, but the paintings there are private for a very different reason. You’ll have to read to find out though. (Yes, I know I’m being mean…)

Here’s a peek into the world of Darcy and his muse to whet your appetite.


     The journey to Kent proved nothing like the ride to Hertfordshire. Nothing. And yet, the promise of a journey was all it took to send his muse thrumming, awakening every nerve with agonizing precision. 

     It was not possible, but still his ears ached for Miss Elizabeth’s musical voice, his eyes sought her out in every shadow, ever flash of sunlight, he longed for the scent of her—what sort of flower was it that she wore? All hunger, yet knowing no satisfaction awaited him at the end of this journey. That should have been enough to quell the longing, but no, somehow it only increased the anticipation.

     If only to make the disappointment when he saw Anne all the more acute.

     Realistically, that he should look forward to that. The sight of Anne was enough to chill his muse into silence. Usually. But not this time.

     Why not this time?

     Why could he not cease to hear Miss Elizabeth’s voice on the wind, see her face in fleeting shimmers of light? Why had he come here at all? Dreadful fool he was to think he could flee the relentless cur nipping at the heels of his soul.

     He locked himself in his room with the curtains drawn against the sun. Perhaps he could sleep until it was time to depart this horrible place.

     Fitzwilliam insisted he drag himself to Holy Services on Sunday. While it was his habit to do so, the knowledge that the vicar was none other than Miss Elizabeth’s cousin made the entire affair unpalatable at best. But after Fitzwilliam’s years in the army, he could be a force to be reckoned with, and Darcy lacked the energy for the standoff. So, he went.

     Though the sun was bright and the air crisp and fresh, the walk to the stone parish church was flat and dull and grey. The birdsong seemed monotone and off key, even the sheep bleating rasped harsh against his beleaguered nerves. 

     The smell of cold, damp stone filled his nostrils as he settled into the family pew, trying to avoid eye contact. Yes, there were those with whom he shared an acquaintance, and he should deign to speak with them. He would fulfill all the obligations of etiquette at the first moment that civility was available to him. For now, it was not.

     A flash of blue caught his eye. His lungs seized and refused to breath.

     Wait. No, it could not be. That was simply not possible. There in the vicar’s family pew with a woman who must be Mrs. Collins. 


     Darcy swallowed hard and blinked several times. Breathe, he must breathe.

     “Darcy? Darcy? Are you well? You look like you have seen the devil himself.” Fitzwilliam elbowed him sharply.

     Darcy jumped and shook his head. “Yes, yes, I am fine.”

     “You have noticed Mrs. Collins’ houseguests I see. Aunt Catherine was just telling me about them.”

     Them? Were there two? By Jove, yes there were two young ladies sitting with Mrs. Collins. The other must be her sister; they shared a very similar look. But the other—

     “… the other is Miss Elizabeth Bennet, I am told, a childhood friend of Mrs. Collins and cousin of Mr. Collins.”

     His heart swelled to fill all his chest and shut off any hope of breathing. It was her, it was her! Here in the middle of exactly where she had no reason, no hope of being, she was here. A strange sense overtook him. A foreign mix of peace and euphoria floated his limbs and left his head muzzy and light.


I hope you enjoyed this peek. If you’d like more, you can find Inspiration at all major e-book sellers. If you’d like to catch up on the short stories I mentioned, you can find them at


Inspiration: Pride and Prejudice Variation 
(A Sweet Tea Novella, Bk 4)
by Maria Grace

Gentleman artist Fitzwilliam Darcy had never been able to express himself in words, but with his brushes and paints, he expressed what few men ever could. When his flighty muse abandons him, though, he finds himself staring at blank canvases in a world that has turned bland and cold and grey.  

Worried for his friend, Charles Bingley invites Darcy to join him in Hertfordshire, in hopes the picturesque countryside might tempt Darcy's muse to return. The scheme works only too well. His muse returns, with a vengeance, fixated upon the one young woman in the county who utterly detests him.  

Will his selfish disdain for the feelings of others drive her and his muse away or can he find a way to please this woman with the power to bring color and feeling back into his world? 

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About the Author

Though Maria Grace has been writing fiction since she was ten years old, those early efforts happily reside in a file drawer and are unlikely to see the light of day again. After penning five file-drawer novels in high school, she took a break from writing to pursue college and earn her doctorate in Educational Psychology. After 16 years of university teaching, she returned to her first love, fiction writing. 

She has one husband and one grandson, two graduate degrees and two black belts, three sons, four undergraduate majors, five nieces, is has blogged six years on Random Bits of Fascination, has built seven websites, attended eight English country dance balls, sewn nine Regency era costumes, and shared her life with ten cats.

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So, friends, what do you think of Darcy being an artist? I can totally see him as a tortured artist! 

Friday, February 22, 2019

Persuasion: Behind the Scenes Blog Tour ~ Guest post with Diana Birchall, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Hello, friends! I'm thrilled to have Diana Birchall here with us today on the blog! She is one of the authors of the new Austen Variations anthology, Persuasion: Behind the Scenes. I hope you enjoy her guest post and excerpt! And don't forget to enter the giveaway! Details are at the bottom of the page! 

I’m so excited to be here representing the group of authors from the Austen Variations blog, who have teamed together to produce a rich, stuffed-with-stories, new anthology, entitled Persuasion, Behind the Scenes.  Bound together by our common desire to visit favorite aspects of one of the most beloved Austen novels, Persuasion, we have brought a wide range of talents and imaginations to the task. With contributions from some of the finest writers in the Austenesque field, the result is a scintillating cornucopia of Austen fiction!

As Jane Austen has Charlotte Lucas say to Elizabeth Bennet in Pride and Prejudice, “I am not romantic. I never was.” And although Persuasion may be Jane Austen’s most poignantly romantic novel of all, with its autumnal themes of lost and recovered love, it is not the romance to which I am temperamentally drawn. I’ve always loved Jane Austen for her exquisitely elegant writing style, her priceless genius for characterization, and above all, her unmatched wit, which suffuses everything she writes and sets it sparkling.

In the no fewer than fourteen stories I have contributed to this volume, I have focused on some of the more hilarious and grotesque characters in Persuasion, such as silly and conceited Sir Walter Elliot, his cold and selfish oldest daughter Elizabeth, and his whining hypochondriac of a youngest daughter, Mary Musgrove. I love the novel’s actual heroine, Anne Elliot, but feel as Jane Austen said, that she is “almost too good for me.” Nor is Captain Wentworth, so dashing and delightful, someone to make fun of – much as Elizabeth says about Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice, “I really cannot poke fun” at him.  I deeply admire this stellar hero and heroine, but find that there’s more material for satire and laughter with the delightfully drawn “monsters.”

But the beauty of this anthology is that there are twelve authors represented, presenting wonderfully different peeks at Persuasion behind the scenes. There’s plenty of romance, as well as sea adventure, scheming, heartbreak, drama, the road to reconciliation, and more!  It will provide many hours of reading, rollicking and relishing in new worlds inspired by Jane Austen.


Here is an excerpt from one of my stories, “Mary Musgrove’s Complaint.”

Anne, who really thought Charles bore very patiently with his wife, disliked anything resembling interference, or being placed in the midst of disputes. Yet she felt decided sympathy for her brother-in-law, and so she resolved to try. A gentle word about her health brought Mary to a fine state of agitation and tirade, giving her an excuse for the most elaborate recitation of complaints her sister had heard yet. “I assure you, my health is very much worse than any body gives me credit for,” she cried. “You who are unmarried can have no conception – no idea. Indeed, I do not know if it is fit for me to discuss such things with a single woman.” 

Anne assured her that there was no unfitness involved. “After all, it is not as if I were a very young girl, Mary, and I am your sister. I think you may tell me any thing you like.” 

“Well! I will tell you this much, then,” Mary paused impressively. “That all the miseries I feel, emanate from the same place.” 

“And where is that?” asked Anne, not without apprehension. 

Mary sat up from the sofa in her urgency. “From my womb!” 

Anne took this calmly. “I daresay that such symptoms are often the case with young married women. Has the doctor been consulted?” 

“Certainly, I had Dr. Black for both confinements, you recall. And with little Walter – well, to be sure he was not little, he was a baby of near nine pounds, and I assure you I felt ripped apart from limb to limb. You cannot possibly imagine how I suffered, and still do suffer.” 

“That is very sad to hear,” said Anne, “but Walter is now two years old. Surely there has been some – healing?” 

Mary shook her head vigorously. “Not a bit of it. Such tears, such miseries, such spasms, as I endured, may never be recovered from, not in a lifetime. You have never endured the unspeakable agony of childbirth, when you lie expecting to die at every instant!” 

“But you have two fine, healthy little boys, and you have always gone on well afterwards.” 

“Yes, but at what cost! Why, between us, I would have you know, every month I virtually exsanguinate.” 

“Why, Mary,” Anne replied mildly, “you know, such courses are what all women must experience; it is women’s lot.” 

“How can you talk of women’s lot? Whatever other women may endure, I am sure that my courses are worse than any one’s!” 

“I am very sorry to hear that, Mary.” 

“We have to pay the laundry-maid double wages, and I never hear the end of it from Charles. He has no sympathy or comprehension of what we women have to go through.” 

Anne did not feel that she was making much headway. 

“I am sure he does feel sympathy,” she assured her sister earnestly. 

“He has a fine way of showing it then. Do you know, Anne, I should not even be speaking of this, but I have started another. It is all Charles’ fault. Deny that, if you can. But oh,” she wrung her hands, “there is no use talking to you. You are not a married woman, and cannot put yourself in my place.”

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About Diana Birchall

Diana Birchall recently retired as a story analyst for Warner Bros Studios, reading novels to see if they would make movies. Reading popular manuscripts went side by side with a lifetime of Jane Austen scholarship, and resulted in her being a pioneer in the field of writing Austenesque fiction. She is the author of Mrs. Darcy’s Dilemma and Mrs. Elton in America, both published by Sourcebooks, as well as In Defense of Mrs. Elton, published by JASNA, and hundreds of short stories.  Her plays have been performed in many cities, with “You Are Passionate, Jane,” a two-person play about Jane Austen and Charlotte Bronte, being featured at Chawton House Library. She grew up in New York City, and now lives in Santa Monica, California with her husband and son, and three cats.

Persuasion: Behind the Scenes

You pierce my soul.  

Before Jane Austen wrote that romantic letter from Captain Frederick Wentworth to Anne Elliot, she crafted a masterful story of heartbreak and longing that still resonates with readers today.  

But what of those scenes that Jane Austen never wrote?  What Persuasion fan doesn't want to listen in on Anne and Wentworth's first courtship, laugh at the follies and foibles of the Elliot family, sail along on Captain Wentworth's harrowing adventures at sea or attend Wentworth and Anne's wedding?  

Twelve authors of Austen-inspired fiction:  Diana Birchall, Marilyn Brant, Jack Caldwell, L.L. Diamond, Maria Grace, Cassandra Grafton, Kara Louise, Susan Mason-Milks, Jane Odiwe, C. Allyn Pierson, Mary Lydon Simonsen, and Shannon Winslow collaborated to put this unique collection that fills in "missing" scenes from Austen's classic work, sure to delight any true Persuasion fan.

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February 22: So Little Time...

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It was such a pleasure to have Diana here today! I enjoyed listening to Mary's complaints! I was always of the mind that they were imaginary, but Diana might just be on to something here! What say you, friends?

Monday, February 18, 2019

'More To Love' by Robin Helm ~ Excerpt & Giveaway!

Hello, friends! Robin Helm stops by here today with a very lovely excerpt from her new book, More to Love!  I hope you enjoy it!

Happy news! Robin is also offering one of my readers a chance to win an e-copy of More to Love! Details are at the bottom of the page! 

More to Love
by Robin Helm

"She is tolerable, I suppose, but there is rather too much of her to tempt me."

Overhearing Mr. Darcy’s rude dismissal of her shocks and mortifies Elizabeth Bennet to the core.  

She is living her worst fear, and it galvanizes her into action.  

Soon, the gentleman cannot keep his eyes from her, but can she forgive his thoughtless judgment of her appearance and character?  

Especially since he faces a worthy competitor for her attention? 

Who will win the lady's hand, along with the right to love her through thick or thin?


The gentleman replied gently. “They both received what they wanted from marriage. That is the modern way, you know. Very few wealthy gentlemen or ladies marry for love.”

“Would you?” Her voice was a whisper as she glanced behind her.

Darcy looked puzzled. “Would I marry for love?”

He raised his eyebrows. I have not thought of it. Would I want a woman to marry me for my wealth or station in life but not love me? I do not think so.

He shook his head. “I would not marry without it.”

“But you require more.”

Darcy observed the stubborn set of her jaw. You will not like my answer, but I will always be truthful with you.

“I have familial obligations which I cannot ignore.” He frowned. What an unusual conversation. “What of you? Would you marry a poor man for love?”

She sighed. “I have no thoughts of matrimony at all, Mr. Darcy. I refuse to marry unless my groom and I mutually love one another. From what I have seen in the world, with the exception of my Aunt and Uncle Gardiner, there are very few love matches.”

Elizabeth laughed. “Shall I make a good governess? Or perhaps a companion for an elderly lady? One widow might be easier to manage than six children.”

You will choose a life of servitude rather than marry a man who could provide you with comfort? You laugh, but you know you will have almost nothing when your father dies. You must not refuse an offer that could provide for your welfare. Your spirit will die in such cold confinement.

And yet, his heart wrenched within him at the thought of her married to another man.

The door opened, and they both looked towards the sound.

Mr. Bingley entered, followed closely by Mr. Beckett.

Elizabeth closed the book and rose to her feet. “I must go as well. Jane asked not to be disturbed, for she wishes to sleep. Shall I see you both at dinner?”

“Most certainly,” answered Mr. Bingley. “We came to fetch you and make sure Darcy has everything he requires.”

I would rather she would eat with me, but I cannot detain her. Darcy stifled a yawn. “Perhaps you could bring me a tray after you dine, Bingley. I would like some tea for my throat.”

“I shall send something up with your man while we eat, for Beckett and I hope to hear Miss Elizabeth perform tonight. My sisters and brother will join us for dinner; Caroline and Louisa have already agreed to play for the party. We shall visit you again afterward.”

Elizabeth’s smile faded. “I think I must return to Jane after we dine, Mr. Bingley. I would not wish to leave her alone for too long. Your sisters are quite able to entertain you and Mr. Beckett.”

Darcy noticed Beckett’s expression. He seems to be disappointed. Did he look forward to an evening with Elizabeth?

He had never thought of Beckett as anything other than his physician. Now he studied the man’s face and figure. He is certainly handsome in a way that ladies would appreciate, and he was born a gentleman, though a second son. Odd that he refused a commission in the military or a vocation in the Church, instead choosing to be a physician.

The gentleman sighed. Without a doubt, Bingley’s sisters think he is worthy of their attentions. Otherwise, they would remain in their rooms.

Darcy took comfort in the knowledge that Elizabeth would return to her sister’s chambers following the meal.

She had the chance to spend the evening with Beckett, and she refused. He smirked.

The physician touched Elizabeth’s arm. “Miss Elizabeth,” he began earnestly, “I shall go with you to check on Miss Bennet after we dine. If she still sleeps soundly, will you agree to play for us? I have so looked forward to hearing you, for Bingley told me he has rarely heard anything else that pleased him so much.”

Elizabeth blushed and turned her face up to his with a sweet smile. “I do not enjoy performing in company, sir, but since you have so kindly looked after my sister, I will play for you if she still sleeps when our meal is over. ’Tis the very least I can do, for you have asked nothing else of us.”

Watching the scene play out, Darcy clenched his jaw.

The young physician held out his arm to her, and she accepted it.

As Mr. Beckett led her from the room, Mr. Bingley looked at Mr. Darcy and grinned.

“They make a lovely couple, do they not, Darcy?” he whispered before he followed them and closed the door. “He would be an excellent match for her.”

Darcy glared at the ceiling. Lovely, indeed. Perhaps she will not be in service after all. She will marry Beckett and have a dozen golden children, for he looks as if he loves her already. Why would he not?

The thought should have made him happy, for he truly wished Elizabeth to be loved by a good man and well set up in life.

I admit I want to be the good man she loves. I want to take care of her and our children. Our dark-haired, dark-eyed children, playing on the grounds at Pemberley. I would teach my sons to fish and ride and my daughters to gather flowers for their mother. I would take them into Lambton to meet the townspeople, like my father did Georgiana and me. They would gather around Elizabeth and me as we read them stories. I could push them in the swing that hangs from that big oak tree.

He mourned the children he would never have with her as he turned his face to the wall. Georgiana will marry and move away, and I will be alone.

Though Darcy knew Elizabeth was unsuitable for him in every way that mattered to his family, he longed to feel the silk of her thick hair sliding through his fingers, to bask in the warmth of her smile, to see her green eyes flash, to learn what interested her, and to share her secrets.

“I love her,” he whispered aloud, unable to suppress it any longer. “But I can never marry her.”

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About the Author

Robin Helm's books reflect her love of music, as well as her fascination with the paranormal and science fiction.

Her latest publication is More to Love, (Darcy comments on Elizabeth's weight). Previously published works include The Guardian Trilogy: Guardian, SoulFire, and Legacy (Darcy is Elizabeth's guardian angel), the Yours by Design series Accidentally Yours, Sincerely Yours, and Forever Yours (Fitzwilliam Darcy switches places in time with his descendant, Will Darcy), and Understanding Elizabeth (Regency Romance).

Mrs. Helm is also featured in a series of anthologies with several other like-minded authors. A Very Austen Christmas has been a Best Seller on Amazon in several categories. A Very Austen Valentine was released on December 29, 2018. A Very Austen Romance is being planned for December 2019. 

She lives in South Carolina and adores her husband, two married daughters, and three grandchildren.

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Oh, my! Poor Darcy! That last line, "I love her"..."But I can never marry her." broke my heart! I can't wait to read the rest! 

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