What was taking so long this evening? She was already nervous. What had she been thinking? She shouldn’t be here. She certainly shouldn’t have asked him to escort her. And every moment that stretched out before they reached Lord Longfield’s estate, the more she was certain...
Anna? Alice? Something like that. Not that her name mattered anymore. “I have to get back to my guests,” he said, tucking his white linen shirt into his trousers. “But do feel free to recuperate here, I’m sure you need it.” He had, after all, been quite rigorous with her. ...