The Prince Who Loved Me by Karen Hawkins

Author:Karen Hawkins [Hawkins, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-09-23T00:00:00+00:00

“Men.” Lucinda sighed. “Their wants are so simple, but their feelings are like a river, ever moving and oft deep.”

—The Black Duke by Miss Mary Edgeworth

As they untied their horses from the iron rings mounted on the posts by the portico, Strath grinned. “Well, that was entertaining.”

“Miss Sorcha would not agree.”

Strathmoor’s grin broadened. “To see her all wet and covered in stems—” He laughed.

Alexsey lifted a brow. “You are not usually so unkind toward women.”

Strath shrugged. “She’s been told her entire life how beautiful she is. It’s good for her to realize she’s a human once in a while.”

“She does not strike me as being overly focused on her own beauty.”

“Then why was she so upset at having water dumped upon her?”

“Because it was cold and uncomfortable. I daresay you’d have felt the same.” Alexsey swung up into the saddle.

Strath remained beside his horse, a questioning look in his eyes. “You really think that was all it was?”

“Da.”

“Hmmm. I think you’re giving her far too much credit.” Strath climbed into the saddle, and they turned their horses down the drive.

At the end of the drive, Alexsey caught Strath’s curious glance. “What? And don’t tell me it’s nothing, for I would not believe you.”

“Very well. You don’t have to answer, as it’s just idle curiosity. But what was Miss Murdoch about, spouting off nonsense about Oxenburg?”

Alexsey chuckled. “I think she was trying her hand at flirting.”

Strath gaped. “That was flirting?”

“Her version, I think so, yes.”

“Well, I’ll be damned. I never would have thought that.” For a moment they rode in silence. “And your demand to take the ladies for a walk?”

“I had the most unusual reaction to her flirting, bad as it was.”

“Oh?”

“I wished to kiss her. I was going to get her away from her sisters in the garden.”

“Ah, so I was to help you.”

“Wouldn’t you have?”

Strath grinned. “Of course.”

“You are a good friend, Strath.” Thinking about Bronwyn, Alexsey chuckled. “I like seeing her flustered. I get the feeling very little flusters her.”

“She seems very self-possessed.”

“Aye—but I can make her flush with one look.” It was odd, how much that amused him. Women often became flustered around him, trying far too hard to attract his attention. And today so had Bronwyn, but she’d done it in such an unusual, earnest way, he was charmed. More than charmed.

Strath said thoughtfully, “She was quite talkative today; she is usually very quiet.”

“Very true.” Because she wished to let me know she was . . . interested. That is good, because I am, too. Even eager. But I dare not progress too quickly. It is obvious she is new to this and if I startle her, she will retreat, as she did in the garden.

Aware of Strath’s questioning gaze, he said, “She is very capable. There she was, chasing that dog about the room, facing a furious housekeeper armed with a broom, and a nearly hysterical stepmother, yet Bronwyn was calm and collected. Not a whit out of breath. I find that intriguing.”

Strath shook his head.

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