A Lady Never Confesses by Dawn Brower

Author:Dawn Brower [Brower, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Emmett stared out at the dance floor and frowned. Portia was standing near Lady Roslyn and discussing whatever ladies discussed at such events. He avoided balls and soirees like this one as much as possible. The females in attendance always wanted to gain his attention. They wanted to dance and hoped to lure him into a courtship. He didn’t want a wife. He definitely didn’t want to be any lady’s suitor. The only reason he was at this ball was to act the chaperone to his little sister. Otherwise, he would have found something else to occupy his time with.

Lyonsdale came to stand beside him. “Are you going to dance or glower at everyone all evening?”

“The latter,” he said in a contemptuous tone. He wasn’t even remotely happy. Though his gaze kept wandering over to the lady next to Portia. He didn’t know what it was about Lady Roslyn. She drove him mad—both with desire and frustration. Emmett wanted to drag her away from the ballroom and kiss her until neither of them knew where each other began. He’d like to do a hell of a lot more than that, but he would gladly start with the feel of her lips against his.

“Well,” Lyonsdale drawled. “You’re clearly in a mood.”

He glared at his friend. “Keep talking and you’ll find out exactly how discontent I am.”

“No need to be an arse,” Lyonsdale told him. “I am well aware of how much you do not wish to be here.” He nodded toward Portia. “You should at least dance with your sister. It’s only polite to do so.”

He sighed. “I don’t want to dance at all.”

Lyonsdale shook his head. “All right,” he said with resignation. “I’ll be a good friend and dance with her for you, but you will owe me.”

“Right.” Emmett rolled his eyes. He had to wonder if the earl was using this as an excuse to dance with Portia. He wasn’t the fool his friend believed him to be. For whatever reason, Lyonsdale cared about Portia. Emmett just wasn’t sure how deep those feelings ran and what the earl wanted with his sister. He would discern all of it later. He had something else in mind for the evening. It was time for him to find some time alone with Lady Roslyn, and perhaps he could steal that kiss he desperately wanted. “You do that. I am certain Portia will appreciate your kind gesture. I’ll even walk over with you while you ask her. That way she won’t use me as an excuse to refuse your request.”

“Good of you to be of assistance,” Lyonsdale said, then laughed. “You must really want to have a reason to avoid dancing.”

“Of course,” he replied in an affable tone. What he wanted was a reason to approach Lady Roslyn, that appeared innocent.

They strolled over to Portia. She glanced up and smiled. “Hello brother dear.”

“I trust you’re well,” he said.

“Is there any reason I wouldn’t be?” She lifted a brow.

“I would hope not.” He frowned. When had Portia gotten so cheeky? This had to be the influence of Lady Roslyn.

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