warm. “Sounds like a plan. But maybe
you’ll let me change our reservations in Haworth and take one room instead of
two.”
I think about this for a moment, the hesitation entirely for
show. “I guess that would be all right—although I don’t know if the Janes would
approve of such scandalous behavior.”
He pulls me into his arms again and says against my lips,
“As long as this Jane approves, then I can live with it.”
“But this whole trip was about chasing the Janes.”
“Well, I chased my Jane. And I caught her.”
He didn’t really chase me. We both just stumbled along
together until we landed in the same bed.
But I figure this isn’t the time to be literal about such
things.
***
Later that day, after visiting the
Jane Austen house and sites in the village of Chawton, we end up at The Vyne, a
gorgeous 16 th century country house and estate, where Jane Austen
went to dances.
I’m having one of the best days of my life, as all the
tangled pieces of my life come together with that perfect unity that only
occurs occasionally. After we tour the house, we walk around the grounds, and I
gush over the gardens and the ornamental lake.
Nate might not care as much about Jane Austen as I do, but I
know he’s having a good time too.
My mom would have loved to be here, but she always adored
Nate, and I know she would be happy that we’ve finally gotten together this
way.
It’s getting late in the day when I stare at the beautifully
kept grounds and impressive historic house. “I feel like I’m Elizabeth Bennet
at Pemberley, when she first starts to see Mr. Darcy differently.”
Nate is holding my hand, and he squeezes it lightly, even as
he gives me an exaggerated frown. “I hope you’re not going to compare me to
Darcy.”
I laugh softly and stretch up to kiss him on the jaw. “I
thought you wanted me to see you as a hero.”
“I guess. But can we find someone a little more appropriate
than him?”
“Captain Wentworth?”
“God, no.”
I try to smother a giggle. “Mr. Knightley?”
He makes a face. “I guess that’s a little better.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “How about…Rochester?”
He smiles and kisses me. “That will have to do.”
***
And that’s really about all there is
to say about me and Nate and the long-awaited Jane journey. Except one last
thing, mostly because they’re words I’ve always wanted to write.
Reader, I married him.
But that’s another story.
***
If
you enjoyed Chasing Jane, you might check out the excerpt from another of my
friends-to-lovers romances, Married for Christmas, that can be found on the
following pages.
If you’d like to keep up with my new releases and
sales, you can sign up for my low-volume newsletter .
Excerpt from Married for Christmas
The next day was Saturday, so they went shopping for rings.
“It’s too
expensive,” Jessica said, eyeing the diamond solitaire in the case Daniel had just
asked her about. This was the third jewelry store they’d visited. Jessica kept
gravitating toward the cases with the cheaper rings, but Daniel refused to
consider them.
“It’s an
engagement ring. I’m not going to pull it out of a cereal box.” Daniel was
starting to look a little grumpy since their shopping expedition hadn’t been
very successful so far and they’d been looking now for over two hours.
“Yeah, but
it’s not like there’s a huge romantic gesture to be made here.” The store was
mostly empty except for a salesman who was discreetly standing out of their way
since they’d told him they would let him know when they needed help. But
Jessica kept her voice low instinctively. “We shouldn’t waste money on an
expensive ring for me.”
He slanted
her an annoyed look which she dutifully ignored.
She scanned
the case. All the rings looked great to her. She’d had as many romantic
daydreams as any other girl about the love of her life offering a ring like
these. But that wasn’t what was
you’ll let me change our reservations in Haworth and take one room instead of
two.”
I think about this for a moment, the hesitation entirely for
show. “I guess that would be all right—although I don’t know if the Janes would
approve of such scandalous behavior.”
He pulls me into his arms again and says against my lips,
“As long as this Jane approves, then I can live with it.”
“But this whole trip was about chasing the Janes.”
“Well, I chased my Jane. And I caught her.”
He didn’t really chase me. We both just stumbled along
together until we landed in the same bed.
But I figure this isn’t the time to be literal about such
things.
***
Later that day, after visiting the
Jane Austen house and sites in the village of Chawton, we end up at The Vyne, a
gorgeous 16 th century country house and estate, where Jane Austen
went to dances.
I’m having one of the best days of my life, as all the
tangled pieces of my life come together with that perfect unity that only
occurs occasionally. After we tour the house, we walk around the grounds, and I
gush over the gardens and the ornamental lake.
Nate might not care as much about Jane Austen as I do, but I
know he’s having a good time too.
My mom would have loved to be here, but she always adored
Nate, and I know she would be happy that we’ve finally gotten together this
way.
It’s getting late in the day when I stare at the beautifully
kept grounds and impressive historic house. “I feel like I’m Elizabeth Bennet
at Pemberley, when she first starts to see Mr. Darcy differently.”
Nate is holding my hand, and he squeezes it lightly, even as
he gives me an exaggerated frown. “I hope you’re not going to compare me to
Darcy.”
I laugh softly and stretch up to kiss him on the jaw. “I
thought you wanted me to see you as a hero.”
“I guess. But can we find someone a little more appropriate
than him?”
“Captain Wentworth?”
“God, no.”
I try to smother a giggle. “Mr. Knightley?”
He makes a face. “I guess that’s a little better.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “How about…Rochester?”
He smiles and kisses me. “That will have to do.”
***
And that’s really about all there is
to say about me and Nate and the long-awaited Jane journey. Except one last
thing, mostly because they’re words I’ve always wanted to write.
Reader, I married him.
But that’s another story.
***
If
you enjoyed Chasing Jane, you might check out the excerpt from another of my
friends-to-lovers romances, Married for Christmas, that can be found on the
following pages.
If you’d like to keep up with my new releases and
sales, you can sign up for my low-volume newsletter .
Excerpt from Married for Christmas
The next day was Saturday, so they went shopping for rings.
“It’s too
expensive,” Jessica said, eyeing the diamond solitaire in the case Daniel had just
asked her about. This was the third jewelry store they’d visited. Jessica kept
gravitating toward the cases with the cheaper rings, but Daniel refused to
consider them.
“It’s an
engagement ring. I’m not going to pull it out of a cereal box.” Daniel was
starting to look a little grumpy since their shopping expedition hadn’t been
very successful so far and they’d been looking now for over two hours.
“Yeah, but
it’s not like there’s a huge romantic gesture to be made here.” The store was
mostly empty except for a salesman who was discreetly standing out of their way
since they’d told him they would let him know when they needed help. But
Jessica kept her voice low instinctively. “We shouldn’t waste money on an
expensive ring for me.”
He slanted
her an annoyed look which she dutifully ignored.
She scanned
the case. All the rings looked great to her. She’d had as many romantic
daydreams as any other girl about the love of her life offering a ring like
these. But that wasn’t what was
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