To Win a Lady's Heart (The Landon Sisters) by Ingrid Hahn

Author:Ingrid Hahn [Hahn, Ingrid]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: England, best friend's brother, category, Historical, Romance, entangled publishing, scandalous, forced marriage, Regency, earl, Historical Romance
Amazon: B01CCX022S
Publisher: Entangled: Scandalous
Published: 2016-03-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Corbeau had left the library with the distinct impression of wandering through a dream. All at once, he was immobilized and soaring the open skies above. This was it. His second chance to put right a certain omission.

A wrong, more like.

Because this time, there was no mistake. There would be a kiss.

Corbeau’s heart pounded as if giving chase to a runaway hare.

Lady Grace looked up at him where he stood above the shallow steps, her eyes huge. “I didn’t—I mean—I thought—”

The silly bits of rag tied in her hair enhanced the moment’s intimacy. The vision of a seductress, she was not. Blatantly alluring she remained. Her lips would taste the same however her hair appeared.

“I see I’m not the only one eluded by sleep.”

“My lord, I can’t begin to guess at what you might think of me.”

“Can’t you? I keep discovering you in storerooms. Once is happenstance. Twice is a coincidence. What will the third time be?” The words came quick and easy, with clarity and firmness he didn’t know he felt until he heard the sound of his voice in his ears. He was in control.

Good.

For so many years, he’d stayed away from her, thinking she’d make him reveal what a fool he was for her. Turned out all he had to do was be near her and his inner world calmed to perfect stability.

And they were the only two here. Again.

What a puzzle that something so wrong could be so desperately right.

“My lord, I can’t begin to apologize…” She looked about her as if grasping for an explanation.

He descended and moved past her, careful not to brush against her. This was tricky business. A heightened awareness put him on edge against lending her the least suspicion she was trapped, even for a moment.

He ignored her in favor of a show of a careful examination of the shelves. He kept his focus trained forward, his brows low as if in deep deliberation.

Speaking, she dispelled his fear. “Are you going to have me brought before the magistrate as a thief?”

The tone made it clear she was making an attempt at lighthearted banter. It carried a little strain, but even that pointed to being an exceptionally good sign. She was making an effort to engage with him. She was not apologizing and running away.

All the same, he baited his hopes. “Well, I ought to. You broke into my food stores.”

“The door wasn’t properly locked.”

“A likely story.”

He rested the key ring on a shelf, the candle next to it. There was no way for the door to be locked from the outside without someone throwing the bolt with a key. “What do you have a taste for?” He still wasn’t looking at her.

“Oh, I don’t need much. Perhaps a little bread, a little cheese.”

“I believe I have something better.” Corbeau hoisted himself up on a three-legged stool to reach the top shelves and put his hands around a small earthenware bowl covered lightly in a bit of rumpled linen. He lowered the bowl down to Grace’s eye level and pulled away the cloth.

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