The Earl And His Virgin Countess - Plot & Excerpts
The suite included a small, private dining room, bedroom with a bed that rivaled the Bed of Ware, and a bathing chamber. Checking his pocket watch, he groaned. His companion for the evening was now a full hour late. He’d had a feeling in his gut that from the beginning the meeting had been a bad idea. When he opened the door, a servant stepped forward. “Milord?” “Call for my carriage.” Bowing, the servant excused himself, right before a commotion caught Andrew’s attention. A woman’s voice floated toward him. “I can walk.” He made it down to the ground floor in time to see a man in the livery of the house carrying the woman into the first sitting room. “What happened?” “My apologies, sir. The young lady was involved in a minor accident.” “Accident.” Andrew pushed past the lingering servants and looked over the scene, before his gaze rested on the new arrival. To his surprise, the beauty was both everything he’d expected and nothing. In the brief moment he’d had to hear and observe her, she’d emanated a feistiness to match her hair color.
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