Shannon Farrington - The Reluctant Bridegroom

Conveniently Wed

Marriage for any reason but love was once unthinkable to Maryland councilman Henry Nash. But when an innocent encounter with a criminal puts Henry’s reputation in jeopardy, he’ll make any sacrifice to maintain custody of his orphaned nieces. And an alliance with a powerful politician’s daughter could secure the little girls’ futures. As long as gentle Rebekah Van der Geld never hears the rumors surrounding her new groom...

Refusing her father’s choice of husband wasn’t an option for dutiful Rebekah. But Henry’s kindness is a happy revelation, and she’s quickly falling for his adorable nieces—so she allows herself to hope this unconventional arrangement could become much more. But can it survive a shattering revelation that puts their new family in danger?

“You are my wife. I want you to be happy.”

The look Rebekah gave him made his pulse quicken. Was this what being in love felt like? If it was, he wanted to feel more of it.

“Now tell me,” Henry said, “what else are you fond of? And don’t give me an answer you think I want to hear.”

“I should like to learn more of your work with the council,” she said.

“What else?”

“And I would like to learn more about this trial. Did you know that one of the accused conspirators is a woman?”

His heart slammed into his ribs. “Yes.”

Of all the things he and his new bride could discuss, she had chosen the one topic he so wished to avoid.

“Oh, listen to me,” Rebekah then said. “I’m prattling away... You’ll be sorry you ever asked of my interests.”

“No, I won’t,” he said. It was the truth. He wanted to learn her, win her, love her. What he didn’t want was for Rebekah to open the paper one morning and find the names of Mary Surratt and John Wilkes Booth listed beside his own.

SHANNON FARRINGTON and her husband have been married for over twenty years, have two children, and are active members in their local church and community. When she isn’t researching or writing, you can find her visiting national parks and historical sites or at home herding her small flock of chickens through the backyard. She and her family live in Maryland.

www.millsandboon.co.uk

There is therefore no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.

—Romans 8:1

In memory of Jessica Kathleen

Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.

—1 Corninthians 2:9

And in honor of my wonderful editor Elizabeth Mazer, without whose patient guidance this story would not have been possible.

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Back Cover Text Conveniently Wed Marriage for any reason but love was once unthinkable to Maryland councilman Henry Nash. But when an innocent encounter with a criminal puts Henry’s reputation in jeopardy, he’ll make any sacrifice to maintain custody of his orphaned nieces. And an alliance with a powerful politician’s daughter could secure the little girls’ futures. As long as gentle Rebekah Van der Geld never hears the rumors surrounding her new groom... Refusing her father’s choice of husband wasn’t an option for dutiful Rebekah. But Henry’s kindness is a happy revelation, and she’s quickly falling for his adorable nieces—so she allows herself to hope this unconventional arrangement could become much more. But can it survive a shattering revelation that puts their new family in danger?

Introduction “You are my wife. I want you to be happy.” The look Rebekah gave him made his pulse quicken. Was this what being in love felt like? If it was, he wanted to feel more of it. “Now tell me,” Henry said, “what else are you fond of? And don’t give me an answer you think I want to hear.” “I should like to learn more of your work with the council,” she said. “What else?” “And I would like to learn more about this trial. Did you know that one of the accused conspirators is a woman?” His heart slammed into his ribs. “Yes.” Of all the things he and his new bride could discuss, she had chosen the one topic he so wished to avoid. “Oh, listen to me,” Rebekah then said. “I’m prattling away... You’ll be sorry you ever asked of my interests.” “No, I won’t,” he said. It was the truth. He wanted to learn her, win her, love her. What he didn’t want was for Rebekah to open the paper one morning and find the names of Mary Surratt and John Wilkes Booth listed beside his own.

About the Author SHANNON FARRINGTON and her husband have been married for over twenty years, have two children, and are active members in their local church and community. When she isn’t researching or writing, you can find her visiting national parks and historical sites or at home herding her small flock of chickens through the backyard. She and her family live in Maryland.

Title Page The Reluctant Bridegroom Shannon Farrington www.millsandboon.co.uk

Bible Verse There is therefore no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. —Romans 8:1

Dedication In memory of Jessica Kathleen Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. —1 Corninthians 2:9 And in honor of my wonderful editor Elizabeth Mazer, without whose patient guidance this story would not have been possible.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Epilogue

Dear Reader

Extract

Copyright

Chapter One

Baltimore, Maryland

1865

What is he doing here? He has never visited our home before.

Rebekah Van der Geld watched from her position behind the large oak tree as her father’s chief political rival, State Delegate Harold Nash, stepped from the porch and came down the front walk. The graying widower looked quite pleased with himself, as though he had just secured some grand victory.

Few men ever smiled after leaving her father’s presence, and yet this particular legislator was whistling happily as he stepped through the front gate and headed up the street. He had just passed her next-door neighbor’s home when Fiona, Rebekah’s maid, spied her behind the tree.

“There you are, miss,” she said. “I’ve been looking for you! You must hurry! Your father wants ya!”

Rebekah’s stomach immediately knotted. She brushed her clothing. “Am I presentable?”

Fiona twirled her about. “There’s mud along your back hemline,” she said, “but I daresay you haven’t time to change. Perhaps he won’t notice.”

He will notice, Rebekah thought, and he will be angry. She knew, though, there was nothing she could do to remedy that now. Her father would be even angrier if she didn’t come straightaway.

Resigning herself to the inevitable, Rebekah hurried inside. The door to the study was ajar, but she knocked upon it just the same. She had been told more than once never to step into the room without her father’s permission.

“Enter,” he commanded.

Drawing a quick breath, Rebekah did so. Her father was standing at the window, hands clasped behind his back. Theodore Van der Geld was not a particularly large man, but his stern voice and iron hand were enough to intimidate most everyone with whom he came in contact, especially his daughter.