The Charity of a Viscount by Linda Rae Sande

Author:Linda Rae Sande [Sande, Linda Rae]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Twisted Teacup Publishing
Published: 2019-02-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

A VISCOUNT MAKES HIS MOVE

A n hour later

Harrison was expecting someone to call that afternoon. The missive he had delivered to Miss Analise was no doubt from a young gentleman wishing to escort her for a ride.

Just because it came by the way of Lord Wessex wasn’t necessarily an indicator of the author of said letter. He was sure the viscount was merely the messenger, agreeing to deliver the missive only because he was already on his way to pay a call on Lord Lancaster.

The butler wasn’t sure just which young gentleman, though. There were several eligible young bucks this Little Season. Young men who had completed their terms at university, like Lord Haddon. Or some who hadn’t even begun their schooling at Oxford or Cambridge, like Henry Simpson. So he was entirely unprepared when he opened the door to discover Luke Merriweather, Viscount Wessex, standing on the stoop.

“Lord Wessex for Lady Analise,” Luke said as he held out his calling card.

“My lord,” Harrison said as he gave a slight bow and stepped aside. “I’ll see if Miss Analise is in,” he added as he left the viscount in the vestibule.

If she’s in?

Luke wondered at the words. He hadn’t received a reply and had simply assumed the young lady would be joining him. What if she had made other plans, though? What if she never got the missive? He imagined it still on the salver on Lancaster’s desk and was about to allow a groan of disappointment when his gaze went to the top of the stairs.

Lady Analise was making her way down, her bright coral carriage gown a perfect complement to her blushed cheeks and lips.

“Lord Wessex. I hope I haven’t kept you waiting long,” she said when she moved to join him at the threshold of the vestibule.

Luke blinked. “I’ve only just arrived,” he said, giving her a deep bow. “And call me Wessex if you would.”

Analise curtsied and offered her hand, which Luke was quick to take. He kissed the back of it and then tucked it in the crook of his arm.

“I was expecting my father to be home by now.”

“He’s otherwise engaged, my lady,” Luke replied, not exactly sure Marcus was in the company of Lady Wadsworth. If he wasn’t, then the older viscount was probably at the club licking his wounds.

“Is he with Lady Wadsworth then?” At Luke’s look of surprise, she added, “He told me he would like to court her.”

Luke allowed a nod. “You’re not disappointed?” He hadn’t been sure of her reaction when she learned of it during yesterday’s ride in the park.

“Not disappointed as much as I was surprised, I suppose. He hadn’t said a word about wanting to remarry,” she explained.

He led her out of the house and to his phaeton before glancing behind them. “Where is your—? Ah, here she is.”

Analise paused next to the step of the phaeton and turned around to find Parker hurrying to join her.

“My apologies,” Parker said as she regarded the equipage. Her eyes widened.

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