A Lady Never Forgets by Dawn Brower

Author:Dawn Brower [Brower, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Harry stared out the window in the library. He had left Portia alone in the bedchamber hours ago. He should inquire about her, but he was almost afraid to face her. Harry had been an arse earlier, but he didn’t know how to handle all the feelings roiling through him. This was the last place he wanted to find himself in.

“There you are,” a man said from behind him.

He closed his eyes and reminded himself to breathe. It was his father. He would have questions, probably a lot of them. Questions that Harry had no desire to answer. He’d had one simple task. Escort Portia back to London, and here they were. Stranded at his father’s estate. At least his father seemed sober. The last time he’d been in his father’s company, he’d been so foxed that Harry had been disgusted with him.

“Did you think I’d disappear?” Harry didn’t turn around to face him. “I can’t exactly leave yet.”

“Are you in a hurry to return?” his father asked. “Who is the lady you’re with?”

Of course, he would wonder about Portia. Who did his father think she was? “Lady Portia North,” Harry answered in a monotone voice. He didn’t add any inflection because he didn’t want his father to read too much into it. “Her brother asked me to escort her to London. Neither of us anticipated a broken carriage wheel.”

“This probably sounds terrible, but I am thankful for that broken wheel,” his father admitted. “It finally brought you home.” The Marquess of Amberton was silent for a few moments. “Why have you stayed away so long?”

There were many reasons. Most of them he didn’t wish to admit to, and the others were too simple to give a full explanation. He rubbed his hands over his face. Harry didn’t need this. His entire body was one big ache. He should have rested when he ordered Portia to, but he’d been too restless to even attempt it.

“I can’t do this now,” he said. Harry turned to face him. “I’m exhausted.”

“All right,” his father said. “We can talk later.” He shuffled his feet as if he wanted to argue that point. “About Lady Portia…”

Harry almost groaned. His father had clear thoughts about Portia and would not let it go. He lifted a brow. “Is there a problem with Portia?” He couldn’t keep the snideness out of his tone. Harry wasn’t even certain he wanted to if he could.

“What is she to you?” His father met his gaze. “Is she more than just your friend’s sister?”

“What are you getting at?” Was his father suggesting that he’d made Portia his mistress? He’d never dishonor her in that way. She was far too important to him to treat her as if she meant so little… He loved her. God help him, he loved her so bloody much. He had tried to avoid that, but he couldn’t any longer.

His father sighed. “I only meant, do you…” He waved his hands. “Care about her.” He cursed under his breath.

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