Unleashing Mr. Darcy by Teri Wilson

Author:Teri Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HQN
Published: 2013-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

13

Donovan almost hadn’t seen the photograph in the paper. Or the odious mention of his fictitious engagement to Helena.

He didn’t make a practice of reading the Society section. The way he saw it, he was forced to mingle with those people enough in real life. He had no desire to spend his free time reading about them in the Daily Mail.

Zara had been the one to bring both items to his attention. She’d come tearing into his office clutching the paper to her chest, red-faced with laughter.

“Helena is going to die when she sees this, Donovan.” His little sister had been beside herself with glee. “Positively die. I swear, this is the best day ever.”

Donovan had found it difficult to focus on what she was saying, riveted as he was to the image of himself and Elizabeth Scott swept up in one another. She was all but sitting in his lap, and he looked more than ready to consume her right there in Harrods. He could see his right hand fisted in Elizabeth’s mass of chestnut hair, and his left—he squinted—where was his left hand?

Then he’d smiled as he’d recalled precisely where that hand had been and considered it best that its placement hadn’t been captured in the photograph.

Donovan had had to look away from the image. He’d been forced to clear his throat and collect himself. It had required a conscious effort to stop himself from becoming aroused right then and there, standing next to his little sister.

So taken with the memory of the previous night, he’d given little to no thought to the whole business of Helena at that ridiculous bridal event.

Judging by the look on Elizabeth’s face as she entered the ring at the dog show, however, she’d had plenty of opportunity to reflect on the matter.

She swished past him, sending him a glare that would freeze the devil himself, and lined up directly behind Helena.

Donovan couldn’t help but smile as he looked at Elizabeth, dressed in a saucy red dress with sheer, fluttery sleeves and a square neckline that he wished was an inch or two lower. His eyes remained glued on her until all six competitors had lined up in the ring. Only then did he avert his gaze to Helena, the first one up.

He crossed his arms and addressed her as formally as possible. “Miss Robson, please lead the group once around the ring.”

She lit up under his attention as if he’d proposed marriage to her, which she’d clearly already hallucinated at some point. Donovan frowned and watched the Cavaliers trot in a circle. The dog at the end of Helena’s leash had its tail between its legs. Poor guy. Donovan sympathized with him.

“Can I have the first dog on the table, please?”

Helena led her shy charge to the table in the center of the ring, then bent down to pick up the dog. She made quite a show of bending low enough to afford Donovan a clear view straight down her dress to her pair of what he was sure were artificial breasts.

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