A Dangerous Liaison by L.R. Olson

Author:L.R. Olson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, erotica, love, christmas, victorian, historical romance, regency, regency romance, victorian romance
Publisher: L.R. Olson

Chapter Three

Ginny

“It’s just started to rain,” I said, as I swept inside, bringing with the sweet, earthy scent of autumn. “Nothing in the mail?”

Although I kept my voice cheerful, I didn’t miss Mrs. Lamier’s sympathetic smile. “Not today, dear.” She sat at the table, Izzy curled in her arms. “Perhaps tomorrow, oui?”

I nodded in return as I hung my cloak on the hook by the back door.

I’d written to Violet two weeks ago to tell her I’d moved in with Mrs. Lamier and her daughter. I still hadn’t received a response. Three letters altogether, two when I’d been at the dowager’s home and one here. Perhaps she’d moved. Perhaps my sins were so unforgiveable, even someone as kind as Violet could not forgive me.

Even Mr. McKinnon had washed his hands of my person. The day after our meeting in his study, he’d sent a letter to pack my meager clothing, that the carriage was waiting. He hadn’t even said goodbye, and for some reason it saddened me.

I closed the door behind me and placed the parcels on the table. Pathetic. I was utterly pathetic, hoping for a snippet of attention from anyone. I’d thought…I didn’t know what I’d thought. That Vi would forgive me no matter what sin I committed? That perhaps McKinnon and I could be friends after I’d so thoroughly rejected him?

I’d said as much to Mrs. Lamier one night when I’d had too many cups of wine. She’d laughed her seductive, French chuckle, called me a silly English girl, and explained that men and women could not possibly be just friends. Mayhap she was right.

Certainly, I couldn’t be angry at him. After all, he’d done more for me than anyone else. Working for the Mrs. and Miss Lamier was more than I could have hoped for. It was a blessing, and I would always be grateful.

Mrs. Lamier had a lovely little shop on the outskirts of Regent Street, tucked away, almost hidden, in an alley. She might not be the most famous modiste in London, however she was slowly gaining attention. She’d made enough money to afford a flat in a respectable part of town, leaving me and Izzy to the small garret room above the shop. She claimed I was doing her a favor by watching over the place. But I knew better.

I smoothed my hand over Izzy’s downy head. She sucked on her fist as she gazed up at me with those blue eyes that were becoming greener by the day. Familiar green eyes. Familiar, intense stare. She was a mere month old, yet she already reminded me so much of him. Surprisingly, it didn’t upset me. How could it when she was so beautiful?

“Oh, she is darling,” Mrs. Lamier cooed. “An absolute beauty.”

I grinned, feeling oddly proud. She might have Gabe’s eyes, but that tuff of dark hair upon her head belonged to my lineage. Sudden tears stung my eyes. A family. I finally had a family. I turned away, pretending to busy myself with the tea.

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