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    Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance
    Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance
    Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance
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    Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance

    By Christine Cross

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    Miss Grace Fletcher is a free spirit. An unconventional woman, she has had no interest in meeting any of the suitors that her father desired her to marry. Mr. Oliver Gale, her friend since childhood, had never seen her as any more than a sibling, yet also someone who he trusted wholeheartedly. 

    The two attend a ball that is seemingly like any other, except in attendance is the handsome Mr. Montgomery, Oliver's friend from the south visiting for the winter. The man is charming and well-learned, and is the first person to ever cause Grace a moment of pause. 

    Oliver, noticing Grace's initial reaction to Mr. Montgomery, grows ever more uncomfortable, reliving memories and shared experiences as the night grows old. 

    Will he be able to finally let Grace go to a man whom he calls a friend? Or will he decide that he knows who she truly belongs with?

    A Standalone Short Story with no cliffhanger! 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherClean & Wholesome Romance Club
    Release dateNov 22, 2018
    ISBN9781386976493
    Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance

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      Until Tomorrow - Clean Historical Regency Romance - Christine Cross

      Until Tomorrow

      Chapter 1

      The sound of clapping was distant, the music as if it were a dream. The people moved in blurs, the color of the dresses and suits a complex stroke of paint on a canvas. I knew they all laughed and spoke in delighted tones. The candles all burned low in their holders.

      But as I stood there, fixated to the wall like a crystal sconce, there was only one face, one shape, that I saw. Her gait was light and easy, and her smile put the brilliance of the stars themselves to shame. I shifted uncomfortably as she laughed heartily, spinning around, the music guiding her along.

      And then she glanced over the head of her partner, and her eyes met mine. Eyes bright like the color of the night sky as the sun dips below the horizon. She beamed, and I felt myself return the gesture, unable to control it. It was just so contagious, so perfect.

      And so familiar.

      Miss Grace Fletcher was always a bit unorthodox. She would climb trees in the orchard in the summer, her bare feet dirtier than my own. She would chase the chickens from the coop just so she could laugh at the way they ran from her. The maids never knew who it was that continually stole bread from the windowsills, but she would take it in order to feed the ducks at the pond behind their estate, insisting the ducklings were famished.

      I smirked as she clapped along with the other guests as the song came to an end. A loose auburn curl hung from her tightly wound plait behind her head, but she didn’t notice or care. And even if she did, I knew that she wouldn’t attempt to right it. 

      It won’t matter; my hair is entirely rebellious. I could simply cut it all off of my head and it would still find a way to be out of place.

      She wound her way through the crowd until she had reached me, bowing at guests as she passed by them. I folded my arms over my chest and smiled as one particularly obstinate guest pursued her, detained by a particularly oblivious group of women who were caught up in an excited discussion. Entirely oblivious to it, she came to my side and collapsed against the wall, breathing a heavy sigh of relief.

      Well aren’t you just the picture of tall, dark, and brooding?

      I smiled. Whatever do you mean? Do my garments not please the lady?

      Not when the color of them and your hair are one in the same. Did you bathe in ink before you arrived here this evening?

      I shook my head, unable to suppress a laugh. I turned my attention back to the room. The gentleman still struggled with the obstacle, and his face grew more and more distressed. Your father must be pleased with the turnout this evening.

      Her playful smile was quickly replaced with a scowl. Not unless he gets his way–

      Miss Fletcher! The young man reached us finally and folded himself into a

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