A Rogue's Flower by Rose Pearson

Author:Rose Pearson [Pearson, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Thank you,” Andrew murmured as the butler handed him a sheaf of letters. “Some coffee would not go amiss either.”

The butler’s lips quirked as he turned away back towards the door. “But of course, my lord,” he replied. “At once.”

Andrew could not help but grin, aware that the butler knew of his reluctance to work through his correspondence. It had never been something he particularly enjoyed, and even though Miss Blakely’s presence in his house had given him more satisfaction than ever before, he still could not turn to his correspondence with anything other than irritation.

Breaking the first seal, Andrew scanned the few short lines, reading the invitation to a house party only a short distance away from his own estate. Lord Turnbridge was well known to throw wonderful occasions and this, Andrew was sure, would be like no other.

And yet, he had no desire to go.

Getting up from his chair, Andrew made his way to the study window, his mind filled with the same person it had been caught up with these last weeks.

Miss Elsbeth Blakely.

When he had first seen her, back at the Smithfield House for Girls, he’d found her to be an intriguing beauty, with mousy brown curls escaping to blossom around her temples and such a beauty in her eyes that he had been unable to look away. A half smile caught his lips as he recalled how frosty she had been towards him, how determined she had been to ignore him – and how unwilling he had been to forget her.

It was more than just her physical beauty that tore at his heart now. He had realized that her heart and soul held just as much loveliness as her eyes and that he had come to value her honesty, her steadfastness, her determination and her compassion. Miss Blakely had become his guiding light, his beacon of hope – and he could not let her go.

Over the last fortnight, they had talked in depth about Miss Amy and about his brother’s decision to completely ignore the child. He had seen her hurt, seen her pain and wanted to soothe it, aware that she saw herself in Miss Amy’s shoes. It was to be expected, he supposed since they came from very similar backgrounds. Miss Amy, however, did have a family of her own surrounding her, whereas Miss Blakely had no one to call her kin. She had challenged him when it came to Miss Amy’s knowledge of who he was to her, for even though the child now called him ‘Radford’ there would soon come a time where questions began to form in her mind, where she simply had to know who Andrew really was to her. He had not yet come up with a decent solution, aware that if he told her the truth that he was her uncle, she would easily surmise who her father was – and might presume that she had a mother also. It would be difficult to explain, but

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