Charmed by His Lordship by Jen Geigle Johnson

Author:Jen Geigle Johnson [Johnson, Jen Geigle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Lord Bolton couldn’t sleep. His mind plagued him with thoughts of Lady Felicity. The woman who was actively pursuing another man, the woman who might not have a penny to her name, a woman who beguiled him like no other. “She could be my ruin.”

He paced in his room. “Focus, man. You must.” He cursed his brother again. It was nothing new, but the words came out with more venom than usual. Could he even win Lady Felicity if he were free to do so? If she were miraculously wealthy and available to him? Could he win her heart? He thought about her fixated purpose in attracting Ridgecrest, and he wasn’t sure he could dissuade her from her purpose—not because she was impervious to Abraham, but because she was singularly stubborn.

But he knew nothing else about her. He’d heard nothing of her family. She hadn’t been present for most of the season by her own admission.

The walls of his room closed tighter around him. He had much too energy. Craving the outdoors or a brisk walk through the halls, perhaps the conservatory even in the dark of night. He placed his hand to open the door. Voices in the hall outside his door stopped him.

“Lord Ridgecrest. I. What are you doing up so late?”

“The same as you, perhaps. Couldn’t sleep? Looking for some company?”

Her small gasp made Abraham smile.

“Come now, no need to be missish with me. We are too intimate for such modesty.”

“I don’t understand.” The catch in Lady Felicity’s voice drove Abraham to action. He flung open his door.

Both jumped in front of him.

He leaned against his doorframe, arms crossed his chest. “What do we have here?”

“Nothing!” Felicity’s face really was quite charming when she blushed.

Ridgecrest dipped his head. “Excuse me.”

Felicity watched him until he turned the corner. “Oh, thank heavens. We must converse.” She looked up and down the hallway and then tugged at his arm to follow her.

“I’m not sure what to think, my lady.”

“You can stop thinking whatever gives you that tone.”

“What tone?”

“The one where you sound so inviting. You know that’s not what this is.”

“I’m even more intrigued. What are you alluding to? I must know. That’s not what this is?” He rubbed his chin. “Do I sound inviting?” He couldn’t help but enjoy a few moments pestering her.

She pulled him into an alcove. “You’re always teasing, always tempting.”

“Tempting?”

“But what do you offer, really?”

“What do I—”

“Precisely. You are all in fun. You’re good at . . .” She waved her arms around, whipping him in the nose.

“Watch the eye.”

Laughing, she pressed a hand to his chest. “You’re accomplished at making a woman feel a certain way…But you. Don’t mean a single word of it.” She stepped nearer, her face close enough to kiss. “Do you?”

He swallowed, his heart pounding under her palm.

She pressed more firmly into the area above his heart, her face changing. Questions filled her expression. “Do you?”

He stared back at her and for a moment, nothing mattered at all but this moment, he stepped nearer, covered her hand with his own over his chest.

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