To Trust a Duke by Aston Alexa

Author:Aston, Alexa
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-04-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The startled look on Gilford’s face made Ashlyn wish she hadn’t shared something so personal with him.

“How could that be?” He shook his head. “Never mind. It just lets me know there are many things I don’t know about you. I’ll learn them all in time.”

Placing her hand atop his arm, he led her the center of the ballroom. He clasped one hand and placed the other against the small of her back.

Ashlyn said, “Wait. No one else is out here.”

“We’ll open the ball. Others will join us after a few bars.” The duke nodded to the musicians and they struck up the first tune.

Immediately, he swept her across the floor. Within moments, it was apparent the Duke of Gilford was an accomplished dancer. He moved with confidence and grace and made for a wonderful partner, making her feel as if she were a part of the music.

A part of him.

She beamed at him, caught up in the music and the dance, lost in his warm, chocolate brown eyes. It wasn’t until the music stopped and he brought them to a halt that she realized no other couples had joined them. Instant applause broke out and she glanced across the room, seeing nothing but smiling faces.

“Again!” Gilford cried and the musicians began the same song.

This time, other couples flooded the dance floor. The second dance was just as thrilling as the first. Because the floor was so crowded, Gilford pulled her closer. Ashlyn’s breasts grazed against the hard wall of his chest. She inhaled the spicy cologne he wore, reminding her of when she sat in his lap and kissed him for what seemed like hours.

The music died away and they retreated from the floor, coming to stand next to the Cramptons and Westons.

“I will see you again for our second dance,” he told her.

“But we’ve already danced twice now, Your Grace. A second time isn’t necessary.”

His stern look took her aback. “You promised me the supper dance. I’ll have it.” With that, he bowed.

“What a marvelous couple you make!” Lady Crampton exclaimed. “It was as if you were born to dance with one another.”

Ashlyn had thought the same but would never echo the countess’ comment. Instead, she looked around for her boys.

“We’ve already spoken to four of your students,” Lord Weston remarked. “All very well-mannered and polite.”

“They are so eager to be here tonight,” she told them. “We practiced dancing extra hours this week to prepare.”

“I would love to dance with some of them,” Lady Weston said.

“So would I,” agreed Lady Crampton.

“Then come with me,” Ashlyn said, leading the two women to a trio of students.

She made the introductions and Drake paired with Lady Crampton, while Edward took Lady Weston to dance. She allowed Arthur to take her to the middle of the floor.

As they danced, she told him, “You must have inherited rhythm and grace from your father, Master Arthur. Your brother, His Grace, also possesses it.”

The boy beamed at her compliment. “Thank you, my lady. My brother is the most talented dancer here tonight.

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