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It should have been simple...
With one more errand to go—the purchase of a hunting falcon—Andrew Blackshear has Christmas completely under control. As his sister's impending marriage signals the inevitable drifting-apart of the Blackshear family, it's his last chance to give his siblings the sort of memorable, well-planned holiday their parents could never seem to provide.
He has no time to dawdle, no time for nonsense, and certainly no time to drive the falconer's vexing, impulsive, lush-lipped, midnight-haired daughter to a house party before heading home. So why the devil did he agree to do just that?
It couldn't be more deliciously mixed-up...
Lucy Sharp has been waiting all her too-quiet life for an adventure, and she means to make the most of this one. She's going to enjoy the house party as no one has ever enjoyed a house party before, and in the meanwhile she's going to enjoy every minute in the company of amusingly stern, formidably proper, outrageously handsome Mr. Blackshear. Let him disapprove of her all he likes—it's not as though they'll see each other again after today.
...or will they? When a carriage mishap and a snowstorm strand the pair miles short of their destination, threatening them with scandal and jeopardizing all their Christmas plans, they'll have to work together to save the holiday from disaster. And along the way they just might learn that the best adventures are the ones you never would have thought to plan.
One bed, snowed in. That’s all you need to know.
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Andrew Blackshear is on his way to purchase a falcon for his sister for their last family Christmas before she gets married. His reasoning is sweet and I think that’s where I decided I liked him. I wasn’t sure at first since he’s a bit…proper? Stodgy? A bit of a prig? All of the above?
Lucy is the opposite. She speaks her mind, she’s not quite wild, but she’s a free-spirit. And she pushes for Andrew to take her to her aunt’s Christmas party as he departs. Her coachman is injured and she’s never been to a party. She’s the daughter of a baron who is so engrossed in his own pursuits that she’ll never have a Season, and he’ll never throw a ball. This is her one chance, she figures. So she pushes a stranger who just purchased a falcon from her father to take her with him. And it’s against all his better judgements.
But as everything that can happen does happen-a carriage accident, a snowy night spent posing as a married couple then being stuck with one bed, another delay, spending Christmas “married” and away from their families…throughout all of this imperfect Christmas, everything becomes quite…perfect.
With Ms. Grant’s beautiful prose, A Christmas Gone Perfectly Wrong is the epitome of showing not telling. The author showed us how in love these characters are before they realized it themselves. I loved the ending. Those last couple pages were beautiful. In fact they made the book for me.
When characters who fall for all the wrong reasons, what happens when they realize that’s what makes them right together?
***I bought this book