A Special Time of Year, by P. O. Dixon

A Special Time of Year, by P. O. Dixon

Greetings! This is indeed a special time of year, and surprise, surprise, I am writing a holiday story. The plan was to have it ready by Christmas. We’ll see.

Here’s the blurb:

Mr. Darcy is tired of being alone for the holidays, and he is determined to do something about it. Miss Elizabeth Bennet has never desired Mr. Darcy’s good opinion and yet she arrives in London for the Twelfth Night ball and soon learns he is bestowing it, most ardently. In this charming Pride and Prejudice holiday escape, Elizabeth was not looking for love, but what happens when love comes looking for her?

Here’s an excerpt (unedited) from Chapter 2:

Despite his wife’s penchant for rising early, Darcy knew being aroused at three in the morning was not Elizabeth’s idea of how to start the day.

“You must join me,” he murmured to a slightly annoyed young mistress as he aided her in donning a heavy robe. Taking her by the hand, Darcy led her from the bedroom, through the French doors unto the terrace.

Although there were several purposely arranged seats from which to choose, Darcy took one nearest the door and drew his wife into his lap. Now fully awaken by the frosty air and having darted her eyes from one seat to another, Elizabeth opened her mouth to question his purposes.

Her protest silenced by a sweep of his lips against her cheek, Elizabeth nestled in Darcy’s arms.

“How else does a man desperately in love with his wife admire the stars?” he whispered in her ear, his warm breath caressing her skin.

He wrapped the extra thick blanket that he brought along for good measure around both of them.

Darcy never grew tired of such ardent displays of affection toward Elizabeth. He had promised her that awakening at such an unseemly hour would be well worth the effort. He was right. High above, in the dark night sky, a blanket of stars glistened like diamonds. A lone star shone brighter than all the rest.

Placing his hand underneath her chin, he coaxed her to look at that star in particular.

While Elizabeth peered up at the dazzling display, Darcy gazed at her. The celestial wonders he had admired for years paled compared to the gleam in her dark, bewitching eyes. He had waited all his life to experience that moment with the woman he loved. He had dreamed of holding her in his arms and making love to her until the sun came up, especially during that special time of year.

His arms clasped lovingly about her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder, Darcy whispered in Elizabeth’s ear, “Merry Christmas, my love.”

Tearing her eyes from the brilliant picturesque high above, Elizabeth turned to face him. She peered into Darcy’s eyes. Closing her own, she leaned in. What started as a gentle kiss upon his lips turned into something more. The heavy blanket fulfilling its intended purpose, soon enough, she was sitting astride her deeply enamored husband. Soft moans pierced the silent night.


Darcy’s eyes flew open. What is happening to me, he wondered? He threaded his fingers through his dark curls before spreading his hand across his face. Ever since his sister had mentioned Miss Elizabeth Bennet’s name, he had spent his nights dreaming of the bewitching young woman from Hertfordshire in one fashion or another–as his friend, as his lover, and, as just transpired, his wife.

Just as he had done in his dream, he got out of bed and, donning a heavy robe, made his way out the double doors unto his terrace. Alone on Christmas morning.


Mr. Darcy, home alone for the holidays? What say you?

Add Christmas, Love and Mr. Darcy to your Goodreads shelf today!

Giveaway Time!

Comment below for a chance to win an eBook edition of Christmas Time after Time. It’s a book bundle of three of my previously released holiday stories. One winner will be selected. The contest ends on Tuesday, December 15th.




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36 Responses to A Special Time of Year, by P. O. Dixon

  1. Pam, it’s a brilliant scene. I wish Darcy wasn’t dreaming about it. Hopefully it will become a reality by next Christmas. Please get it ready for publication soon as I can’t wait to read your new release.

  2. Thank you for sharing here with us and for your generous giveaway! I hope you are doing well and staying safe!

    Happy Holidays!

  3. How terrible for D to be alone for Christmas. But then his dreams are showing him just what he must have and soon!!!

  4. I really thought this was close to the ending of the book… that they were married.

    Feel sorry for Mr D. Christmas is a time to be/to share the day with love ones.

    • With this being my December post, I couldn’t resist sharing a little holiday cheer. I hope you’ll enjoy how the story unfolds – that is once it’s released. 🙂

  5. Another Christmas story! Very fun! Thank you for sharing the excerpt. Hope you have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

    • You’re welcome, Linda! I was so happy to come across that picture of the horses. It’s perfect for the season. It must be wonderful to own such a magnificent creature. 🙂

  6. Oh-My-Goodness! That was a bit spooky as I tried to figure it out… it freaked me out. Bless his heart… only for it to be a dream. Such love and so beautiful having ODC making love under the stars. That was amazingly sexy. Well done. Blessings on the launch of this work. Stay safe and healthy during these difficult times. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays in the manner in which you celebrate.

  7. While reading the excerpt, I was very confused. I thought, “This is chapter 2, and they’re already married?! So where’s the story here?” But then, I finally understood the trick you were playing. 🙂

    • I just couldn’t resist sharing a special Christmas treat, Ginna! The good news is there will be another Christmas treat at the end of the story. I hope you’ll love it. 🙂

  8. I have to read it now! After that excerpt, I need to find out how Daddy’s dreams come true. Thank you for the chance to win a copy.

  9. Yes, indeed a tease! Oh, poor Darcy, alone on Christmas. I can’t wait to read how you make his fantasy come true. Thanks for the excerpt.

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