Touched By Danger by Wendy Vella

Author:Wendy Vella
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Vella Ink
Published: 2017-05-21T05:00:00+00:00

“Allow me to introduce you to my family, Mr. Huntington.”

Max couldn’t draw his eyes from Essie. Beautiful seemed too simple a word for how she looked. Her dress was pale apricot satin with a soft floating overskirt in a matching color. A twist of braided satin ran down the center and banded cap sleeves. Her hair was swept high and styled in a mass of curls, and as she turned to look at her brother, he saw a stem of flowers in gold and emerald set in the back. Around her neck sat a thin gold chain that held a heart-shaped locket.

Digging his toes into his shoes, Max resisted the urge to lean forward and inhale her scent. He wanted to place his lips in that spot at the base of her neck.

Stop it, Max!

This had to stop. He could not have this woman in his life even if he wanted her. Her family would never allow that, and if they knew what had already happened between them, he would likely end up hanging from a noose. Or beaten and thrown in the Thames, he thought, looking at her two large brothers. The eldest looked not exactly inhospitable, but it was a near thing.

“My niece and her husband, the Duke and Duchess of Raven,” Lord Wynburg said, and pride rang loud and clear in his voice.

“Your Grace, your Grace,” Max said hoping he was addressing them correctly. His tutor had spent many months teaching him how to behave when he was around nobility, and he remembered most of it… he hoped.

The duke was a big man, almost Max’s size, and the way he lowered his head was regal enough for the title he carried.

“How wonderful to see you again, Mr. Huntington, and so soon.”

Essie’s sister, however, may look regal, but by the wicked sparkle in her eyes, he thought that perhaps she was anything but, and had cost her brother many sleepless nights. The duchess was enjoying this encounter between him and Essie. Max wondered what, if anything, Essex had said to her sister about their acquaintance.

“And you, your Grace.”

“My nephews, Lord Sinclair and Mr. Cambridge Sinclair, and niece Miss Sinclair,” Lord Wynburg continued.

“My lord, Mr. Sinclair, and Miss Sinclair.” He looked briefly at Essie, but she did not meet his eyes.

“Mr. Huntington, I hope your wound is healed.”

“Yes, thank you, Mr. Sinclair, and thank you for coming to my aid.” This man had carried his unconscious, bleeding body into Oak’s Knoll. The thought that he may have seen his back was an unsettling one. The green eyes gave nothing away, however.

“And by no means the last of our family members, but the last one here this evening, is Lady Sinclair, my nephew’s wife,” Lord Wynburg finished.

She was the only fair-haired one among them, and her smile the most welcoming.

“My lady.” Max bowed again.

“I hear my sisters visited you today, Mr. Huntington?”

“Indeed they did, Lord Sinclair.”

“I also understand that my siblings tended you after you arrived at Oak’s Knoll with a bullet in you?”

“Right again, my lord.

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