Must Love Lords by Samantha Holt

Author:Samantha Holt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, historical, regency, hot historical romance, victorian, hot regency romane, hot regency romance, regency romance boxset, regency boxset, historical boxset
Publisher: Fever Press
Published: 2016-06-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Miss Manners says...

Gloves should be worn at all times except when at the dinner table. It is not appropriate to have skin to skin contact with the opposite sex unless they are your family or husband. If you have gained a husband, well done. I imagine you do not need to be reading my column anymore. My dear readers, gloves were made for a purpose, ensure that you remember that.

By the time Angelina had joined their party, most were heading out of the door. The order of the day was ice-skating. Not Benedict’s favourite sport but he welcomed the opportunity to escape the castle for a while. The evening had passed slowly and he’d barely had a chance to talk to Angelina. Nor had he been able to speak with Fairfax about his business venture. He was beginning to suspect this was going to be an utter waste of time.

Not so much if he managed to get under Angelina’s skin, however. His idea of concentrating wholly on business had flown out the window when he’d found her in the Great Hall. Bloody hell, just the sight of her, all alone and vulnerable in the middle of that huge room had fired his blood. Not that he’d take advantage but he couldn’t help imagine all the things they could do on that marble floor.

For whatever reason, she truly believed she was this Miss Manners character. It was all a damned act, he was convinced of it and, business or not, he really, really wanted to find the woman beneath it all. Beautiful, vivacious and outrageous Angie had to be in there somewhere.

However, there was no sign of her now. Wrapped in a long fur-lined coat in a pale blue colour with matching gloves and hat, she was far from the wild young thing he’d known. Yes, she still managed to look stunningly attractive but the way the long coat was cut hid what he knew to be a spectacular figure and the colour did her no justice. She should be back in red or bold purple. Something that made her stand out against the snow. Angelina had never been designed to be a wallflower.

He waited for her as the rest of the party made their way out of the front door. The women, with the exception of the marchioness, mostly ignored her. Benedict wasn’t a fool. He knew why. Memories were long and she’d always be known as the girl who’d been ruined and rejected. The tight bunching of his gut reminded him who was responsible.

Yes, damn it, he knew. Didn’t need his conscience reminding him every two minutes.

“Good morning, Benedict. I didn’t see you at breakfast.”

No, and he well knew it. She had eaten earlier than he, much to his annoyance. Probably in a bid to avoid everyone but there was no snubbing the skating outing. She dangled a pair of skates from one hand and offered him that serene smile that he was beginning to hate. So false, so.

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