Colonel Fitzwilliam should have been happy facing retirement. But he wasn’t happy, not when he was forced to watch Darcy exchanging enamored glances with his wife. Then the snow started. Now they were stranded at the home of the Knightleys, who wanted nothing more than to see his bachelor days come to an end. At least they did not try to match him with the proud spinster who had also been caught in the storm. That would have been utterly intolerable.
Or would it?