How to Lose a Bride in One Night by Jordan Sophie

Author:Jordan, Sophie [Jordan, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780062033017
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2013-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

She was waiting for him when he arrived in the dining room not half an hour later. The curtains were drawn and some rare morning sunshine spilled into the narrow room. He blinked as if his eyes were sensitive to light. She tried to school her features and not devour him with her gaze. The image of him naked, however, was burned into her eyes. She’d seen him without his shirt on, but he looked even better fully naked. Every inch of him exuded power and strength.

She straightened her spine, focusing on presenting a composed air in her chair. The only outward sign of her nervousness was her right hand. It twitched madly in her lap, safely out of sight, so she allowed herself the weakness.

He offered her a slight smile and inclined his golden dark head in a bare nod before turning to the sideboard a maid had laid out only moments before, the bounty of which made her feel rather guilty. The amount of food available could feed an entire household and not simply the two of them. She had seen such largesse in Town the last year but still had not grown accustomed to the sight of it all.

She took advantage of the moment to study his back, which even beneath his jacket was obviously strong, his shoulder blades shifting beneath the fabric. Unlike other ton gentlemen, his garments weren’t padded in the shoulders. He was lean and muscled. Her gaze caught on his broad wrist as he spooned eggs onto his plate. Her throat thickened and she fought to swallow.

Tearing her gaze from him, she lowered her spoon into her poached egg and continued to watch from beneath lowered lids as he sat down across from her, his plate piled high with eggs and kippers and various breads. Perhaps such largesse was appropriate, after all.

“Is that all you intend to eat?” He nodded toward her plate just as she took a bite of toast.

She chewed before answering. “Ever since I broke my leg I feel as though I have been pelted with food.”

“For a week you were out of your head with fever and did not eat at all. It was everything we could do to get water down you.”

Her spoon stilled and she looked up at him across the table, trying to picture him tending her alongside Mirela, although she knew he had been there. Mirela told her as much. Still . . . since she opened her eyes he had been maddeningly elusive.

“Even after you woke, your appetite was hardly recovered,” he said. “You should be eating now.”

“I’m well. Hardly wasting away. Fortunately, I could afford to lose a stone or two before.”

The sound of his knife on his plate stilled, the silence filling the space between them. She looked up, bewildered at what she had said.

His eyes pinned her, the dark blue penetrating.

She moistened her lips uncertainly.

“When are you going to admit you remember more about your past than you’re telling me?” Even his lips looked hard, pressed into a grim line.

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