Marriage by Necessity
When mail-order bride Elizabeth Dumontâs intended weds another, her only option is to take a job as nanny to abandoned triplet babies. Though she longs to provide a real home for her three precious charges, as a single woman she canât adopt. Until her onetime sweetheart, minister Brandon Stillwater, offers a match of convenience...
Itâs only for the tripletsâ sakeâthatâs what Brandon tells himself. Insecurities once drove him and Elizabeth apart, and now small-town rumors have made them man and wife. And though Brandon doesnât want to risk his heart this time, heâs not sure he can resist the feelings that are once again starting to bloom for Elizabeth. But can he convince her that this sweet surprise family is more than just convenient?
âYouâre worried for your reputation.â
Brandon colored. âMy reputation will survive. Iâm more concerned about yours.â
Elizabeth put her hands on her hips. âOh, so now you agree that Iâm some kind of fortune hunter?â
âNo.â He puffed out a breath. âElizabeth, please. Consider my offer. I will make no demands of you. You and the boys would have a secure home, a place in the community. I can protect you. But if marrying me is unthinkable, even under those terms, Iâll understand.â
âFrankly,â she told him, âI donât know what to think. Iâm willing to believe weâve both grown since our days together in Cambridge. But a marriage of convenience? I had once hoped for more.â
He nodded. âSo had I. But we are different people now. I promise you all my support, all my respect. I hope more will grow with time.â
Time. Might as well say chance. He was asking her to risk her future on him. How could she?
âAll I can say,â she told him, âis that Iâll give the matter due consideration. Good day, Pastor.â
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Lone Star Cowboy League: Multiple Blessings
The Rancherâs Surprise Tripletsâ
Linda Ford, April 2017
The Nannyâs Temporary Tripletsâ
Noelle Marchand, May 2017
The Brideâs Matchmaking Tripletsâ
Regina Scott, June 2017
Dear Reader,
Thank you for joining me on Elizabeth and Brandonâs journey. Having written two stories set in Little Horn, the people and place are near and dear to my heart. In 2016, the first series included Stand-In Rancher Daddy by Renee Ryan, A Family for the Rancher by Louise M. Gouge and my own A Rancher of Convenience. If you havenât read the first two books in the 2017 series, try The Rancherâs Surprise Triplets by Linda Ford and The Nannyâs Temporary Triplets by Noelle Marchand.
When I was pregnant with my first son, the doctor thought I might be carrying twins. My first thought was, how wonderful! My second was, how am I going to take care of two babies? It was probably a good thing it turned out to be one special little boy. My hatâs off to Elizabeth, Louisa and Caroline for so capably loving Jasper, Theo and Eli.
I love to hear from readers. Visit me at reginascott.com, where you can also sign up for an alert to be notified when the next book is out.
Blessings!
Regina Scott
REGINA SCOTT has always wanted to be a writer. Since her first book was published in 1998, her stories have traveled the globe, with translations in many languages. Fascinated by history, she learned to fence and sail a tall ship. She and her husband reside in Washington state with their overactive Irish terrier. You can find her online blogging at nineteenteen.com. Learn more about her at reginascott.com or connect with her on Facebook at Facebook.com/authorreginascott.
Yet to all who received Him,
to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God.
âJohn 1:12
To Meryl, Lola Jo and all those who open their hearts to children who need them; and to the Lord, who adopts us all into His family.
Chapter One
Little Horn, Texas, August 1896
âAnd which of our fine gentlemen have you chosen to be your husband?â
Elizabeth Dumont tried not to cringe at Mrs. Arundelâs question. Instead, she picked up one of her three precious charges and handed a triplet to the lady. One look at little Theo, and Mrs. Arundelâs stern face melted like snow in the sun.
âIâve actually advertised for a position,â Elizabeth said, bending to pick up the second baby as another womanâMrs. Tyson, if she remembered correctlyâpressed closer, the scent of her lavender cologne like a cloud surrounding them.
The snug boardinghouse room felt even more cramped with her three visitors this morning. How much nicer it would have been to receive the ladies in her own home, as her aunt had done as Cambridgeâs most famous hostess. Elizabeth could picture the babies playing on a rug at her feet, tea and cakes waiting on a side table. But right now, this room, with its flowered wallpaper, chintz-covered iron bedstead, porcelain washstand and sturdy walnut dresser, was the best she could do. She was just thankful David and Caroline McKay had given her the three high chairs and large crib they had used when caring for the boys.