Minerva by M. C. Beaton

Author:M. C. Beaton [Beaton, M. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, General
ISBN: 9781849014854
Google: wc84AAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00CMEPIJU
Barnesnoble: B00CMEPIJU
Publisher: RosettaBooks
Published: 2012-02-16T05:00:00+00:00

Minerva was, at that very moment, being held tightly in a man’s arms.

Lord Sylvester had told his tiger to hold his horses, climbed down and had held up his arms to assist Minerva.

Minerva meant to place her hands lightly on his shoulders so that he could swing her down from the high perch seat of his phaeton.

She was wearing slippers of gold-coloured cloth with bronze tassels, and one of these treacherous tassels caught on a sharp piece of wood under the seat. She stumbled and fell down into his arms, leaving one slipper still wedged in the carriage.

For a brief second she was amazed to discover that a man as cool and elegant as Lord Sylvester could emanate such a throbbing feeling, like one of the new steam mechanisms. His whole body seemed to pulse with life and sensuality and masculinity. That beautifully sculptured mouth seemed so very near her own as he held her tightly to his breast. Minerva closed her eyes.

‘What a terrible lady you are!’ came his cool mocking voice. ‘Always plunging headlong on top of me.’

He swung her to the ground and called on his tiger to retrieve the slipper. He courteously supported her around the waist while she bent and put the shoe on.

Once again, he was mannered and unruffled. Minerva, feeling breathless and shaken, could only think that all the emotion she had imagined coming from him had, in fact, emanated from herself.

‘I shall see you tonight,’ he said, ‘at the ball.’

‘Yes. Tonight,’ said Minerva, turning away.

‘Perhaps I shall find myself a wife this Season.’

Minerva swung round, eyes wide and startled. Then she dropped her heavy eyelashes to veil her eyes.

‘Why not?’ she laughed.

He nodded and sprang up into his phaeton and picked up the reins.

Minerva felt depressed and sad. Since Lord Sylvester did not want to marry her, she had not considered that he might want to marry anyone else.

Oh, how terribly tiresome this London Season was!

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