Behind door number 14 of my advent calendar, we find Christmas Angel by Eli Easton. I’m a huge fan of Eli Easton and I had originally planned to feature another of her Christmas books in the advent calendar, but then I read her new one and I changed my mind.
Also, I need more historical romances in my life. And I adore Mr. Trent and Mr. Allston. And even though it’s a fabulous romance, the story is almost worth reading only for Mr. Trent’s house mates.
When John Trent, a dedicated member of the new Bow Street Runners, finds an exquisite carved angel floating in the Thames, he can’t stop thinking about it. He tracks down its creator, a sad and quiet young sculptor. But neither the angel nor the sculptor is done with John just yet. The blasted angel refuses to leave him be, behaving not at all like an inanimate object should.
Alec Allston is resigned to the fact that his love will ever be a river that flows out and never flows in. All he wanted to do was create a special gift so that a small part of himself could be with his unattainable and noble beloved, always. But when the gift keeps showing back up at his shop in the hands of a windblown and rugged thief-taker, Alec will need to reconsider his conviction that love is destined to remain an aethereal ideal.
Buy link: Amazon
Today’s quote from the book:
The words evaporated when Trent pulled the glove off his right hand and raised the backs of his fingers to Alec’s cheek. “Not too cold?”
How his hand could be so hot was a mystery. Or perhaps Alec’s cheek was just that cold. But the touch seared him. His eyes watered, and his inside swooped as though his heart were a bird diving into the sea.
Today’s song to go with the story
The Coventy Carol by Allison Moyet because it is a Christmas carol from the 16th century, so it’s entirely possible that Mr. Trent and Mr. Allston heard carolers sing it when they were out for a walk, isn’t it?