FREE STORY: The Earl’s Christmas Kiss
(A bite-sized story about an earl, a governess, and a cat named Willoughby.)
Alec Landry, the Earl of Torrington, had planned on spending Christmas Eve sipping brandy in front of a crackling Yule log.
Instead, he was trudging through half a foot of snow in the wooded area of his country estate, freezing his ass off, and looking for a flea-ridden cat.
A white cat. In the snow.
“Willoughby!” he called.
“He’ll never show himself if you shout like that.” Charlotte Winter shot him a quintessential governess look that was only somewhat compromised by her rosy cheeks and full lips. “He needs to feel safe.”
“I’d like to be able to feel my toes. ”Alec scanned the frosted landscape and the heavy grey clouds in the darkening sky and sobered. “If we don’t find him soon, we’ll have to return to the house.”
Charlotte’s brow knitted and her emerald eyes flashed. “We must find him. Abigail will be crushed if we don’t.”
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