Betrothed by Alyssia Kirkhart

Author:Alyssia Kirkhart
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Alyssia Kirkhart
Published: 2012-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

“My God.” Bewildered and fascinated, Justin stared as Sara, walking through a field of wild yellow poppies, came into view. “What the devil is she doing here?”

“My lord?” The footman holding Justin’s quiver stepped forward. “Did you say something?”

Bemused, Justin blinked a few times. Stared again. Yes, it was her. He wasn’t losing his mind. The wind picked up, blew back her pelisse. Rippled her simple day dress, molded it to her body in all the right places. He could make out perfectly the line of her hips, the shape of her coltish thighs, the smallness of her waist.

He had to get a hold of himself. She was still angry with him, wasn’t she?

Maybe she wasn’t.

He certainly wasn’t. Angry, that is. How could he be? Well, aside from the fact Cavanaugh had decided to join them, when Justin hoped Milly would occupy him for the rest of the morning, if not all day. But the man couldn’t even work his fingers well enough to pull back a bow string.

A pity, that. Justin had the strongest desire to best the damned Irishman at something.

He definitely hadn’t managed to best the man at garnering Sara’s attention. Without so much as a glance in his direction, she walked straight for Cavanaugh.

Bloody perfect.

Cavanaugh grinned up at her. “Good afternoon.” He closed the book he’d been reading, held his place with his forefinger. “You’ll forgive me if I don’t stand, won’t you? My feet seem to be occupied at present.”

“Not at all.” Bending down, Sara gave the dog a good rub between his ears. “He’s beautiful.”

She was beautiful, Justin acknowledged, unable to pry his eyes from her. Springing ringlets of ebon hair hung from under her bonnet, cascaded delicately down her back. She wasn’t wearing gloves either; he noticed a peak of a white fingertip in the outer pocket of her green pelisse.

“A bit lazy,” Cavanaugh said. “But, yes, a beautiful breed of canine. Did you enjoy Worcester? I do hope you took the chance to see the Cathedral. A most magnificent structure, if I do say so myself.”

So, the bloody idiot knew Sara had gone into town, did he? Wasn’t it enough to keep up with one woman, let alone two?

“You’ve seen the Cathedral, have you?” Sara twiddled her fingers through the canine’s thick coat. She was kneeling now, heedless to the possibility of grass stains on her gown.

The dog, Phin, didn’t seem to mind. With every stroke of her fingers, he groaned deeply, eyes shut in pure bliss.

Lucky mongrel.

“But, of course,” Cav said. “I’ve aided Father and the duke for some time now.”

“Ah. I had forgotten.” A trace of remorse, but for what? For not knowing Cavanaugh as much as she thought she had? “I do not think I ever paid much heed to your business affairs.”

“We never discussed my business affairs,” he said, and there was something in his eyes as he stared down at her that made Justin want to shake the life out of him.

He chose to make his presence known instead.

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