It is so nice to have Robin Helm as a guest. Her latest release, More to Love, is today's spotlight. Robin shares an excerpt and has a giveaway. Thank you, Robin. Welcome!
After telling Sarah her plan, Elizabeth crept stealthily through the hallway, down the stairs, and out the front door. The sun had set hours before, but the moon was full, and she knew the way to Oakham Mount as well as she knew her own name. Unafraid, she set out at a brisk pace.
As she continued deeper into the trees, she heard a twig snap behind her and looked back. ’Tis only a small animal. No one is there.
Another sound, and she stopped to listen, turning slowly. Footsteps. Something large.
Her breathing increased. Between me and Netherfield. I cannot go back.
She bolted at full speed, hoping to find a place to hide, but her fear drove her forward. I shall run all the way to Longbourn, if I must.
Only a few steps into the open space surrounding Oakham Mount, she tripped and fell, sprawling on the ground, hitting the side of her head on a large rock.
Just before she fainted, Elizabeth thought she heard someone call her name from a great distance. I know that voice.
As she came back to herself, she opened her eyes and saw golden hair surrounded by a halo. “Are you an angel, come to take me to Heaven? Have I died?”
“Thank God!” replied the angel, kneeling next to her. “You are most certainly alive, Miss Elizabeth, though you gave me quite a scare.”
She tried to sit up, but the strong angel stopped her, holding her by the shoulders as he leaned over her. His face is in shadow. I want to see him. She lifted her hand to touch his cheek. There is stubble. Do angels have beards like mortal men?
He untied her bonnet and carefully removed it from her head. I am safe with him.
She felt his fingers in her hair, lifting her head a bit, removing the pins and setting her curls free.
“Let me help you sit up slowly. I would not have you faint again, but I must check your head. You fell and bumped it.”
“Who are you?” she asked.
She felt his hands moving gently across the back and sides of her head, stopping over a tender spot.
“Do you not remember me? I am Thaddeus Beckett, a physician. Fortunately, your bonnet and hair must have protected your head somewhat when you fell. You have quite a lump, but there is no blood.” His voice was filled with relief.
“A physician? Not an angel?”
His laugh was low. Melodic. “I assure you that I am a flesh and blood man – not an apparition and most certainly not an angel.”
He is glorious. “You are beautiful.”
The man stopped and looked down at her. His voice was soft. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are the angel.” He gathered her up in his arms, holding her as if she were a child.
Tears filled her eyes. “You speak of my sister, I think.” Her voice broke. “You must put me down. I am far too heavy for you to carry.”
“Where did you get such a preposterous idea? You are perfect.”
Elizabeth shut her eyes, and the tears ran down her cheeks. “Mr. Darcy refused to dance with me. He said there was too much of me.”
Mr. Beckett clenched his jaws, striding towards Netherfield with Elizabeth in his arms.
She put her head against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart, wanting nothing more than to sleep.
His deep voice rumbled against her cheek as he muttered, “The man is an idiot.”
Robin is giving away one eBook, international and 1 paperback, US only, of More to Love. To enter tell us what you think about the excerpt. Don't forget to leave me a way to contact you should you be one of the lucky winners. The giveaway will end at 11:59 AM central on the 16th of March. Good luck to everyone.
Thanks, Robin, for including More Agreeably Engaged in your stops.