Unexpected Love (The Broadmoor Legacy Book #2)

Tracie Peterson

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During a trip to England, Sophie Broadmoor falls head over heels for Wesley Hedrick, a wealthy widower who promises her the world. But Sophie soon learns that Wesley's promises are nothing but words and finds herself in a very compromising situation. Why does it have to be Paul Medford, the stringent young minister who works with her father, who shows up during her worst moment? Paul is full of promises, too, and it's clear that he has feelings for Sophie. But after all she's been through, can she trust him?

Informations

• Publié par: Baker Publishing Group
• Date de parution: 01 septembre 2008
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781441203342
• Langue: English

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A N U NEXPECTED L OVE
Books by Tracie Peterson Judith Miller
B ELLS OF L OWELL Daughter of the Loom A Fragile Design These Tangled Threads
L IGHTS OF L OWELL A Tapestry of Hope A Love Woven True The Pattern of Her Heart
T HE B ROADMOOR L EGACY A Daughter s Inheritance An Unexpected Love A Surrendered Heart
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www.judithmccoymiller.com

An Unexpected Love Copyright 2008 Tracie Peterson and Judith Miller
Cover design by John Hamilton Design Cover photography of 1000 Islands: Reprinted with permission from Ian Coristine s book 1000 Islands , his fourth book of photography of the region. www.1000islandsphotoart.com
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Dedication
To my cousin, Chris Hughes, a fine man who follows the Lord.
-Judith Miller
T RACIE P ETERSON is the author of over seventy novels, both historical and contemporary. Her avid research resonates in her stories, as seen in her bestselling Heirs of Montana and Alaskan Quest series. Tracie and her family make their home in Montana.

J UDITH M ILLER is an award-winning author whose avid research and love for history are reflected in her novels, many of which have appeared on the CBA bestseller lists. Judy and her husband make their home in Topeka, Kansas.

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Friday, October 15, 1897 Rochester, New York
Eighteen-year-old Sophie Broadmoor speared her uncle Jonas with an angry glare. He cocked a brow, clearly surprised by her reaction. Nevertheless, he continued to drum his fingers on the walnut side table as though his impatient behavior would somehow cause his brother Quincy, who was also Sophie s father, to arrive at Broadmoor Mansion s front door. Sophie considered her uncle s conduct annoying in the extreme. He appeared to be holding her accountable for her father s tardy arrival. Well, she had more than enough faults of her own for which she must bear responsibility. She certainly didn t intend to take the blame for her father s breach of etiquette. Uncle Jonas might intimidate his own family, especially his daughter, Amanda, but he didn t frighten her a bit.
Ignoring her uncle s reprimanding stare, Sophie nonchalantly fluffed the lace on her sleeve and turned toward her aunt Victoria. If you re tired of waiting for Father, I suggest we begin without him. He won t care in the least. You know how he loses all sense of time when he s helping some wayward soul at the Home for the Friendless.
Her aunt cast a quizzical look at her husband. What do you think, Jonas? Shall we proceed without Quincy? The food will undoubtedly be cold if we wait much longer, and I know how you abhor a ruined meal.
The drumming cadence ceased, and using the chair arms, her uncle pushed himself upright and looked around the room. Well? Let s proceed to the dining room.
Sophie grasped her cousin Fanny by the arm. He must believe we re able to read his thoughts, she whispered.
Fanny giggled and offered her agreement. Sometimes I wish we could. With Uncle Jonas, there s no telling what he s up to from one minute to the next. The ability to read his mind would prove useful, don t you think?
Oh yes! And it would drive him quite mad-not that I don t already succeed in that regard.
Amanda tugged on Sophie s sleeve. Your behavior is decidedly unbecoming. What are you two whispering about?
The glow of the chandelier cast golden highlights in Sophie s chocolate brown hair. If it s so unbecoming, why do you want to know, Cousin? she teased, looping arms with Amanda. We re talking about reading your dear father s thoughts. Wouldn t that be a treat?
I don t know if I d want to know everything that passes through Father s mind, but it certainly would prove beneficial on some occasions.
The three of them entered the dining room, with Amanda and Fanny flanking Sophie. As usual, both of Amanda s single brothers, George and Jefferson, had managed to avoid the Friday evening dinner. Sophie wished she knew their secret. None of their married siblings living there in Rochester were required to attend these tiresome Friday evening suppers, but Uncle Jonas expected-rather demanded-that his unmarried children, his nieces and nephews, and his brother Quincy, now a widower, all attend. Unless, of course, Uncle Jonas had other plans for himself that might interfere. Sophie always hoped for an interfering event on Friday nights, but she was disappointed more often than not.
As far as Sophie was concerned, her uncle had devised the plan in order to keep his eye on the single women in the family, lest one of them stray and find a suitor he considered undesirable. However, his Friday evening suppers hadn t deterred Fanny. Much to Uncle Jonas s chagrin, she d fallen in love with Michael Atwell, their former boatswain at Broadmoor Island. But with Michael off in search of gold somewhere in the Yukon and Grandfather s death last year, poor Fanny had been relegated to living under Uncle Jonas s roof until she attained her age of majority. Sophie didn t envy either of her cousins living under this roof. Living in her father s modest home was less than pleasing, but at least she could come and go as she desired. Her father was never around long enough to inquire into her whereabouts.
Sophie feigned a pout and peered down the dining table. Where are Jefferson and George this evening, Aunt Victoria? I do miss their company.
Her uncle snorted. You miss their company? Or you wish you, too, could be absent?
Jonas! Sophie was making a polite inquiry about her cousins. There s no need to transfer your irritation upon those who are present and on time.
Her uncle grunted but didn t apologize. Not that Sophie expected such an unlikely occurrence. Uncle Jonas seldom apologized and certainly never asked forgiveness for a breach of etiquette within his own family. Of late, however, Aunt Victoria had begun to take a more assertive stance with her husband-a fact that pleased Sophie very much.
Jonas snapped his napkin and tucked it beneath his rather large paunch. Where is supper, Victoria?
Though he likely hadn t intended to shout, the question was loud enough to bring the servants bustling from the kitchen. They d obviously been waiting in the wings for Aunt Victoria s signal. One of the servants placed a large serving dish, bearing two perfectly braised ducks garnished with pieces of turnip and carrot, in front of Uncle Jonas.
Her uncle made great fanfare of slicing the duck and then sat down as though he d accomplished a feat of great importance. He tugged on his vest and motioned for the servants to pass the side dishes. After offering a brief prayer of thanks, he sipped his water and cleared his throat. I have an announcement to make regarding your voyage to England, ladies.
Sophie audibly sighed. Please don t tell us you re planning to extend our trip abroad. We ve all agreed that England will be the limit of our travels.
Aunt Victoria closed her eyes and shook her head. Please don t interrupt your uncle. I d like to hear his announcement. She beamed at her husband. Do go on, Jonas. What surprise have you planned for us?
He jabbed a piece of turnip and appeared to be contemplating whether he should speak or eat. Keeping his attention on his food, he said, I m afraid it will be impossible for me to escort you ladies to England.
The girls squealed with delight, but Sophie didn t fail to note her aunt s look of dismay. No need to look so distraught, Aunt Victoria. We ll have a wonderful time here in Rochester. None of us wanted to go to England anyway-not even you.
Her uncle clanked his fork on his plate. I did not say the voyage was canceled, Sophie. I said that I would be unable to travel with you. Your passage has been booked, and I ve arranged for an escort to take my place. You ll be pleased to-
But, Jonas, you promised, Victoria interrupted. The only reason I agreed to the trip was because you promised to make the journey with us. How could you go back on your word?
Now, Victoria, there s no need for histrionics over a small change in plans. A business matter of great importance requires my attention, and it will be impossible for me to be away from Rochester on your departure date. Without my attention to the business, there wouldn t be sufficient funds for this family to live in the style to which they ve become accustomed. His smile failed to reach his eyes. Isn t that correct?
Correct or not, I m disappointed that you have broken your promise to me. I ve already explained that I don t believe it s wise for me to travel alone with all three of the girls.
Once my business is concluded here in Rochester, I ll join you in England. As I attempted to tell you a few moments ago, I have arranged for an escort to take my place, Jonas said.
Sophie could barely contain herself. Whom had Uncle Jonas convinced to make the journey? She waited for Aunt Victoria to inquire, but her aunt remained silent, her lips pressed together in a tight sea