The Aristocrat Author:Catherine Coulter From the front inside page, as the back one was a letter to her readers. "Daphne is supposed to marry you" she repeated blankly. "But I...She doesn't even know you! And you don't know her!" "I can't say I'm particularly looking forward to our meeting," Brant said. "Why is that?" Bryant shrugs. "I've seen a photo of her, as I told you. she is not... more » what I ever envisioned my wife to look like, nor do I expect her personality to be particularly invigorating. I've heard her referred as 'that poor, sweet young lady.'" "Perhaps you'll like Daphne." she heard herself say. "very unlikely. I suppose I'm not being very kind. but I've thought of her as a double bagger. To be blunt, a dog." She was trembling. It's all your own fault, she repeated silently to herself. It's like eavesdropping. You never hear anything good about yourself. "I shouldn't be saying things like hat to you, Lucilla, since you're her cousin. It's just that I'm furious about the whole situation. Since you'll inherit the hall. I should stop with my plans." "It's not up to me. None of it will be mine, since I'm not---" Brant was seized by a very funny feeling. "You're not Lucilla," he said in a controlled voice. "No, I'm not, my lord." She swept him and insulting bow. "I'm Daphne - the double-bagging dog."« less
Suddenly becoming Viscount Asherwood and the lord of an English manor was enough of a shock for pro quarterback Brent Asherwood. Finding out he could lose it all if he didn't marry the cousin the whole family referred to a an ugly duckling was too much. Brent was damned if some dusty old will was going to control his life. Then he actually met the swan that Daphne had become--and realized that what an eccentric relative had really left him was a legacy of love.