Love Lessons with the Duke by Ruth Ann Nordin

Author:Ruth Ann Nordin [Nordin, Ruth Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: historical romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Camden reached Miss Beacham’s townhouse, making sure he wasn’t too early. Two o’clock. He was right on time. After the mishap with Miss Richie, he didn’t dare come too early again. As long as he didn’t do something foolish, everything would be fine. He was one step closer to securing a wife.

All he had to do was follow Helena’s instructions. After he and Miss Beacham said their greetings, he would ask her how she enjoyed the ball last evening. Then he would find something to compliment her on so she would overlook his inadequacies, and at some point, he would have to bring up his estate. It sounded easy enough. He just hoped he could do it. No. He wouldn’t hope for it. He would make it happen. Helena was right. He needed to stop doubting himself.

Straightening his spine, he knocked on the door. From the other side, he heard footsteps. He began to smile but recalled how Helena said he often looked as if he was in pain when he smiled. That being the case, he opted for a small grin.

The footman opened the door and offered a greeting. Once Camden introduced himself, the footman led him to the drawing room.

“I’ll let Miss Beacham know you’re here,” the footman told him. “Have a seat while you wait.”

Camden was ready to thank him, but the footman was already on his way out of the room. So far, this wasn’t going as he planned, but that was all right. He could still carry on the conversation he’d practiced with Helena.

Recalling her advice, he picked a chair across from the settee. He still didn’t know why Helena chose to sit next to him, but he had enjoyed it.

“It’s good to see you, Your Grace.”

Turning his attention to the doorway, he saw Miss Beacham enter. He bolted up, his leg pushing the chair back a bit. His face warm, he quickly put the chair back in its original position then bowed. “It’s good to see you, Miss Beacham.”

The butler followed in behind her then set the tray of tea and crumpets on the table. With a bow, he left the room.

She closed the doors then came over to him and curtsied. “Will you have a seat on the settee?”

“I thought I’d let you sit there,” he replied, his voice cracking. He cleared his throat. “You should sit in the more comfortable place.”

Just as he got ready to sit in the chair, she took his arm and gestured to the settee. “It’s big enough for the two of us.” She sat beside him and giggled. “There’s no need to be shy. I don’t mind if you’re close to me.”

He shifted as far to the edge of the settee as he could. “Well, I…um…don’t think it’s appropriate if we’re too close.”

“We aren’t doing anything we shouldn’t,” she told him.

Granted, that was true, but Helena had instructed him to sit somewhere else, and there was a good reason for it. But it seemed rude to get up and sit in the chair.

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