Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !
The Widow Wore Plaid has released!
This week I’m continuing snippets from The Widow Wore Plaid. It’s the sixth and final book of The Widows’ Club series and I’m truly very excited to share it with you again.
The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart . . .
It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .
Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?
I’m continuing on from last week’s snippet, where Kinellan has tried to allay Jane’s fears. Enjoy!
Heart hammering in her chest, Jane stared at him, trying desperately to make sense of his words–Kinellan still wanted to marry her?
A seriousness came over him. His lips formed a thin, straight line, his brow furrowed, and his stare intensified. “I am sorry I cannot change the laws of Scotland and England as they pertain to the property and the estate of marriage and neither can I amend the lack of rights afforded to married women. In my opinion they were written and passed by weak-minded men who feared strong women would end up ruling the world.” He chuckled and said, “Sometimes I think the world would be a better place if women were the ones empowered to do so.” He took up her hand again, rubbing it between both of his. “That being said, I have consulted with my solicitor in London as to how I can go about leaving you with as many rights as possible, should you ever agree to marry me.”
Jane’s lips trembled. “You really did that for me?”
And a little more for good measure…
“My love, if I could allow you to retain every right you now possess regarding your property and children, believe me, I would sign a contract to that effect this moment.” His face filled with love and longing. “Jane, I have no need for your wealth or property. I believe you alone should have the final say about anything regarding your children, although I would be happy to help you with any question if you sought my opinion. Of course, I would wish to have a hand in the raising of any children we would have together.” He raised her hand and kissed it. “And to the best of my ability, and that of my solicitor, I will stipulate any of all of these issues in any settlement you would wish to sign.”
Speechless, Jane could only watch as he smoothed her disheveled hair, then cupped her cheek in his hand.
“I only want the right to call you my wife, my love. To have leave to love you and have you by my side until the end of my days.” He stared into her eyes. “I’ve never known I wanted anything so clearly in my life. I swear to you, on my oath as a gentleman, I will do everything within my power to make your life with me just as you would wish it to be. Would you like that, sweetheart?”