{"id":253039,"date":"2026-07-13T02:32:44","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:32:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-midsummer-nights-kiss-kate-bateman\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:32:44","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:32:44","slug":"a-midsummer-nights-kiss-kate-bateman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-midsummer-nights-kiss-kate-bateman\/","title":{"rendered":"A Midsummer Nights Kiss – Kate Bateman"},"content":{"rendered":"
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White-haired Lady Snaresbrook was watching them from a folding garden chair, loudly offering unsolicited advice, much to the apparent embarrassment of her companion, Miss Cecily Grimshaw. Kitty finally spotted Charles walking along one of the gravel-lined paths in the direction of the maze and hurried to intercept him. \u201cGood morning.\u201d Charles jumped. He clapped one hand to his blue silk waistcoat, directly over his heart, and she bit back a smile.<\/p>\n

Doubtless he was wary of people sneaking up on him, after last night. \u201cMiss Worth, you startled me!\u201d \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d They began a slow promenade along the walk in the direction of the maze. He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. \u201cBefore you say anything, please, let me apologize for failing to meet you last night.\u201d Kitty adopted what she hoped was a guileless expression. \u201cWhat happened?\u201d His features creased into a frown. \u201cYou probably won\u2019t believe this, but I was locked in a broom cupboard!\u201d<\/p>\n

She smothered a laugh at his outrage. \u201cBut that\u2019s terrible! Who would play such a cruel trick?\u201d She held her breath, waiting for him to condemn James, but he merely shook his head. \u201cI never saw. It was dark, but whoever it was, they were a beast of a man.\u201d He glanced up and down the narrow path, as if to make sure they were completely alone, and lowered his voice even more. \u201cOr maybe not a man at all.\u201d His brow crinkled. \u201cThis might sound foolish, Miss Worth, but I rather think the presence that attacked me might have been .<\/p>\n

. . not quite human.\u201d With an encouraging lift of his brows, he waited for her to be suitably intrigued. \u201cYou think you were attacked by some kind of ghost, Mister Willingham?\u201d she managed. He nodded and rubbed his jaw.<\/p>\n

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A Midsummer Night\u2019s Kiss is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents either are products of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright \u00a9 2026 by Kate Bateman All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.<\/p>\n

No generative AI was used in the writing of this work. No AI Training: Without in any way limiting the author\u2019s [and publisher\u2019s] exclusive rights under copyright, any use of this publication to \u201ctrain\u201d generative artificial intelligence (AI) technologies to generate text is expressly prohibited. The author reserves all rights to license uses of this work for generative AI training and development of machine learning language models. 1kitap1.com\/en \u201cThe course of true love never did run smooth.\u201d \u2015 William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night\u2019s Dream 1kitap1.com\/en \u201cT Chapter One here you are, Kitty!<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been looking for you everywhere.\u201d Kitty Worth turned to find her best friend, Gwyn Hambly, looking unusually harried. \u201cYou\u2019ve found me. What\u2019s wrong?\u201d \u201cPlease say know something about bees.\u201d \u201cBees? Why?\u201d \u201cBecause we\u2019re in dire need of honey. Mr. Drake, who usually looks after the hives, has had one of his funny turns, Jarvis is getting the gardens ready for the wedding, and none of the other servants know anything about it.\u201d Kitty held up her hand to stop the flow of panicked explanations.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d be happy to help.\u201d Gwyn heaved a comical sigh of relief. \u201cYou\u2019re an angel, thank you!\u201d She shot a quick glance at Kitty\u2019s dress. \u201cWill you need to change?\u201d \u201cOh no, this has long sleeves. It should be fine. But I usually wear a bonnet with a veil to keep the bees away from my face. Can you lend me something?<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll go and fetch my leather gloves.\u201d \u201cOf course.\u201d Five minutes later Kitty was armed with a battered straw bonnet and a basket filled with a cotton cloth, and a large stoneware jar for the honey. \u201cAnd look at this!\u201d Gwyn beamed, obviously delighted with her own ingenuity. \u201cLeftover gauze from a ballgown I wore at Christmas.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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