Just Another Viscount in Love by Vivienne Lorret

Author:Vivienne Lorret
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2017-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

The following evening, Gemma went directly to the library again after dinner. As a happy coincidence, Sam soon followed, and they shared a few precious minutes alone. Well . . . not completely alone. The door was open, and Aunt Edith lingered in the hall, but Gemma’s heart didn’t know the difference. That lopsided whirring sensation began the instant he walked into the room.

Because of the four horsewomen and their constant interference, this was the first opportunity Gemma had to speak with Sam or even breathe the same air. Yet seeing him move toward her, his gait sure and direct, none of that mattered anymore.

“Have you found a book you fancy, Miss Desmond?” he asked with an almost rakish lift of his brow.

“Indeed,” she said, not looking away from him. Then she quickly realized that she wasn’t holding a book.

By the flash of his grin, Sam noticed too. “I’m glad.”

She felt flustered and hot beneath his gaze, beneath her skin. Touching her hand to her throat, she found it ever-so-slightly damp with perspiration. “It’s rather warm this evening.”

“After living in the desert, I should think you would be accustomed to the heat.” As he spoke, his hungry gaze dipped to follow the path of her fingers.

She found herself tilting her head, her fingertips lingering, imagining they were his. “The evenings were much cooler.”

“Do you prefer that climate, or do you like it here?”

As with most of their exchanges, she sensed there was another layer underneath his question, a way for him to gain an understanding of her thoughts. “I prefer the weather in Surrey the best of all, and at Dunnock Park especially. It is perfect in every way.”

Pleasure filled his expression, as if he’d known she meant that she liked him best of all, that he was perfect in every way. He took a step closer until they were standing toe to toe, his gaze darkening, drifting to her lips, and she knew he intended to kiss her.

She wasn’t about to stop him.

Then suddenly there was a commotion in the hall, followed by Lord Holt’s voice asking, “Wouldn’t you prefer the parlor over the library, my lady?”

Sam took a step back, and Gemma turned to face the shelves, right before Lady Tillmanshire and Miss Ashbury spilled through the doorway.

The baroness began simpering and fawning immediately. “Lord Ellery, how clever you are to know the premier time of the day to take a tour among the shelves.”

When the baroness and her daughter linked arms and began to saunter around the room—without even bothering to pick up a single book—Gemma assumed that her time with Sam was at an end.

Ever the consummate host, Sam politely responded to Lady Tillmanshire but then turned back to Gemma. “Miss Desmond, since you are so fond of history, I thought you might also enjoy this.”

He handed her a book from the shelf in front of him, his fingers brushing against the bare skin exposed above the lace edge of her mitts. When she looked

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