Here’s an overview of Ellies Gentleman and an excerpt for your reading pleasure.
Overview of Ellie’s Gentleman:
Ellie’s Gentleman is the story of Ellie Sommers, a twenty year old, beautiful, lively and intelligent heroine. She has returned to her family home after another long, London season and wants nothing more than to stay in her beloved country town and ride her horses. Enter Robert Blakely, a widower and a true gentleman. He has come to spend Christmas with his long-time friend William, Ellie’s father. Robert has no wish to marry again and is shocked to discover his interest in the beautiful daughter of his friend despite his being twice her age and a widower who has convinced himself he will never marry again.
After a stilted dinner, Ellie made her way back to the evening sitting room. Smoothing her skirt down with hands that were shaking was hard. Never one to entertain the notion of ‘nerves’, Ellie had not realized they could affect a person so much.
She lifted her hand and pushed open the door, hoping, nay praying, the housekeeper had done what she had asked for.
The warmth of the room touched her skin as she stepped into it, the roaring fire giving off much needed heat.
By the fire, Robert stood tall, his shoulders broad and proud.
Ellie’s breath hitched, how did one single man make her feel like this?
She walked over to him slowly. She was very quiet, yet he turned as though he knew she was coming.
His face showed no surprise, he just nodded politely.
“Good evening young lady.”
Her mouth kicked up into a smile when she curtseyed. Robert called her young lady to distant himself and to remind her of their age gap. It wasn’t very effective. She loved that he had a personal nick name for her.
“Good evening Sir. How was the rest of your day?”
“Well thank you.”
Ellie looked up and saw the mistletoe, flushing with pleasure. He was going to kiss her, she needed him to kiss her. On the cheek, on the forehead, she honestly didn’t mind. Some sort of affection, a sign that he felt something for her.
“I love mistletoe Robert, don’t you?”
She looked back at his startled face. He looked up and groaned a very ungentlemanly noise.
He backed away, shaking his head.
“Ellie, please don’t.”
Ellie’s disappointment was so keen she brought a hand to her belly to stifle the pain.
“But it’s Christmas.”
She looked at him and he turned away, his hands, clenched fists behind his back.
Ellie groaned in a very un ladylike sort of way and walked to the opposite side of the room. Why was he fighting her so much?