Hero of My Heart by Megan Frampton

Author:Megan Frampton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Mary had to look away from his eyes, or she’d do something she knew she would regret. She dropped her gaze down to the paper and read the words she’d written: London. Hugh. Sanity. Talk.

She looked back up at him. “It’s not much of a plan, is it?” she said, pursing her lips.

His mouth widened into one of his lazy grins, and his less intimidating eyebrow arched up. “Are you denigrating my planning capabilities? And me a lieutenant colonel?”

“Former lieutenant colonel,” she replied. “And who knows what you’ve been do—” Her hand went to her mouth to stop her words as she realized what she’d been about to say.

His eyes hardened. “Who knows what I’ve been doing? You do.” More than anybody in the world.

Breaking trust. Breaking promises. She reached her hand out and touched his arm. “I am sorry. I didn’t think before I spoke.” She gripped his arm, feeling the muscles tense underneath her fingers.

He swallowed and looked away toward the corner of the room. “It’s just—it’s just such a relief to wash away the memories, even if it’s just for a few hours.”

He sounded as if he were speaking to himself. “And to be able to dream without nightmares. Nightmares of blood, and death, and people you love dying.”

He must be speaking about Judith. Had he been with her when she died? Had she suffered? What an idiotic question; of course she suffered. She squeezed his arm. “I am so sorry.”

He glanced at her, then away again. “No apologies.” His eyes glistened in the dark room. “My weakness is no longer a problem. I’ve promised.”

She wished she could believe him. Her future, her immediate future, at least, depended on his reliability. She had to keep him true to his word, at least until she was safe.

She looked back down at her list. “In addition to this carefully thought-out plan of attack,” she said, keeping her voice deliberately light so he could recover himself, “we should add making sure we reach my mother before Matthias does.” She rushed to finish speaking as his mouth opened to ask a question. “Matthias has letters he claims are from my mother. He wanted to take me to London as further leverage for his blackmail. That is why he is so determined to get a hold of me when he was just as eager to—to sell me off.”

Her stomach tightened at the thought of what could have happened if Alasdair hadn’t bought her.

“The bastard won’t get the chance.” His face was grim.

“Be careful, my lord,” she said, pointing her pen at him. “Some of your closest acquaintances are bastards.” His eyes lit in reluctant humor.

“Your half brother isn’t as charming a bastard as you are, love.” Now he was smirking in a totally devastating way.

“Autocratic oaf.” She tried not to laugh.

“Maniacally organized schoolteacher.”

The door scraped open, stopping their banter. “Help!” a voice roared. Mary turned to look; a man was propping the entryway open, his face contorted with extreme emotion. “Help here,” he roared again, the veins popping out on his neck.

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