My Yuletide Earl: A Wallflower’s Christmas Wish by Andresen Tammy

Author:Andresen, Tammy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swift Romance Publishing Corp
Published: 2020-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Holly crossed the square once again, noting that she’d worn an actual path in the snow from her aunt’s house to the inn. Once again, they had no dinner.

Not that she cared. She’d finally caught sight of Jack, or at least his back, as he’d driven off with Dash. He’d left.

Her chest tightened in pain as Noelle followed behind her. He’d left without a word. Granted she’d told him to leave her be, turned down his proposal, but still. She’d hoped to have another chance to explain or perhaps just get to know him better, sift through her feelings.

She entered the inn, her face flushing after the scene they’d caused earlier.

Mr. Rudolph glanced up from his desk as Holly closed the door behind them.

“Good evening, ladies.” He frowned sympathetically at Noelle. “Your aunt sent word about the condition of your bird. Your aunt’s cook must be right popular with the strays in town.” He tugged at a bell pull behind him. “One moment and I’ll have a basket brought out.”

“Thank you, sir,” Noelle bit her lip. “Lord Blitzen—I mean, has Dashlington?”

“The Duke of Dashlington.” He confirmed. “I cannot apologize enough for speaking out of turn earlier. I believe I’m the person to blame for His Grace’s departure.”

She inhaled and then exhaled on a shudder. “Do you know where he’s gone?”

“I’m afraid not,” his answer dashed her hopes. “But perhaps—”

“Perhaps I can be of some assistance,” a cultured voice drawled.

Holly and Noelle both spun around. Holly noted he was handsome as sin and equally sure of himself.

“We haven’t met,” she blurted out, sure he was friends with Jack. Perhaps he could shed some light on where Jack had gone and why.

“Nicholas St. Hope, the Marquess of Merriweather, at your service.” Extending one foot forward, he made a deep bow. Upon rising, he glanced toward the door, and his most affable smile faltered for an instant. “Just the two of you this evening?”

“You mentioned that you might be able to help my sister,” Holly reminded him. Her own breath caught with hope.

The marquess glanced around the room and then indicated a table with four chairs near the corner. “I might. But I’d have a word with you first, if you’d be so kind, Lady Noelle?”

Noelle swallowed hard but nodded. “Why didn’t you leave with him?” she asked after they were all seated.

Lord Merriweather shrugged. “Unfinished business. Am I mistaken that you were asking our good friend Mr. Rudolph if he had knowledge of Dashlington and Tidemore’s destination?”

“You are not mistaken. Dashlington’s destination, yes. Not the other lords.”

He brushed a wayward lock of hair away from his face at the same time his gaze flickered to Holly. “Well, yes. As a matter of fact, they’re both en route to London. I believe their intentions are to drink themselves into oblivion at Dashlington’s townhouse in Mayfair. One-seven-four-eight Grosvenor Street, if you were curious to know.”

“Do you think he will return?” Noelle asked.

Holly’s breath caught. That would make all of this so much easier, but Holly simply wasn’t certain Jack would return after the way she’d rejected him .

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