Capturing the Heart of a Cameron by Meara Platt

Author:Meara Platt
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 0
Published: 2017-02-11T18:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 3

THE FOLLOWING AFTERNOON, Evie’s carriage turned onto Chipping Way and drew up to Lady Eloise’s townhouse. Eloise had penned a note inviting her to tea and she’d accepted, wishing to confide in Lady Eloise, but she was still afraid that the relation to the Farthingales was too close. How would Eloise respond if told that the only man who made Evie’s heart flutter was Dr. Farthingale? Would it please her? Make her laugh? Perhaps it would cause her to gasp in horror.

Evie had spent the night tossing and turning in her bed, and still didn’t know what to do. Finally, she decided to simply drop a few hints and press on depending on Eloise’s responses.

Her stomach sank into her toes as she walked in and saw two dark-haired heads and two pairs of big blue eyes gazing back at her. Daisy and Dillie, two of the Farthingale sisters, were seated beside Eloise, which meant she couldn’t discuss their uncle at all this afternoon. She’d have to wait for another day to speak privately with Eloise.

All three ladies smiled at her as she entered, their teacups and forks clattering as they set them down and rose to greet her. “Evie, we’re so glad you’re here.” Daisy gave her a warm hug.

“Lady Daisy.” She hugged her back, and then turned to Dillie. “Your Grace.”

Dillie rolled her eyes and laughed. “I’m still not used to my title, and I do hate using it when in the company of close friends and family. You must call me Dillie, and you can’t refuse my request because I’m a duchess.”

“Very well, Your Grace… Dillie.” She hugged her as well, remarking on how beautiful Dillie looked, for there was an inner glow about her now that she was carrying the duke’s child. She was only now beginning to show—hardly noticeable to those who didn’t know her, but it wasn’t only the slight thickening around her stomach that gave her away. Her happiness filled the room like sunshine. Evie wished she could experience that feeling… just once in her life.

Eloise regarded her thoughtfully as Evie bent down to buss her cheek. “Sit down, Evie dear. Make yourself comfortable. Would you like a slice of cake? Some tea?”

She accepted graciously, unable to overcome the feeling that she was about to be interrogated. Drat. She had wanted to ask the questions, but would have to wait for a more opportune time to pry the information out of Eloise.

“Lily and Ewan are returning to town within the fortnight, and Rose is hosting a party in their honor,” Dillie said, her gaze never leaving Evie’s face. “But she’s short one female for her table and it will quite throw off her seating.”

Daisy rolled her eyes. “Dillie doesn’t mean it that way, of course. Rose hopes you’ll attend. You were to be invited whether or not the tables were neatly arranged. It’s to be a small, family gathering.”

Evie shook her head and laughed. “I don’t think small and Farthingale can ever be mentioned in the same sentence.

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