Bright but cold, the day would be a long one for Thomas. Harry would not only want to purchase his book. No, Harry would want lunch at his club, coffee and a round of cards at another, and then dessert at a third. He may not frequent Society, but when he did, he enjoyed as much of it as he could....
Bennett, the butler, opened the door. “Your Grace.” He bowed as she walked through. Charles Leighton, Fitzhugh’s nephew, met her in the hall. “Olivia.” “How are you, darling?” Olivia asked as she brushed his cheek with a quick kiss, and then turned to Bennett with her cape. “What are you doing he...
His smile nearly brought her to her knees. “How are you, darling?” he asked and kissed her, in front of James the Younger and Edwards. Fiona stuttered a greeting in return. Oh how she wanted to throw her arms around him and take him up to her bedchamber, but that would look ridiculous. Then again...