A Marquess for Miss Marigold: Sweet Regency Romance (A Wallflower's Wish Book 3) by Maggie Dallen & Katherine Ann Madison

A Marquess for Miss Marigold: Sweet Regency Romance (A Wallflower's Wish Book 3) by Maggie Dallen & Katherine Ann Madison

Author:Maggie Dallen & Katherine Ann Madison [Dallen, Maggie & Madison, Katherine Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swift Romance Publishing Corp.
Published: 2020-09-07T18:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

What a difference a good night’s sleep could make.

Max leaned back in his chair on the veranda with a satisfied smile and took in the sweeping view of the gardens and the land beyond.

The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the weather was fine...and Marigold had kissed him.

“Brother, you are beginning to frighten the birds with that unceasing grin of yours.”

He tossed his head back with a laugh before turning to face his sister who slouched in her seat beside him. “I see morning is still not your favorite time of day.”

She huffed. “Many things might have changed while you were away, but some facts are constant.” She sniffed as she reached for her tea. “My distaste for early mornings, for example.”

He gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder and refrained from mentioning that it was now technically early afternoon. Hardly the crack of dawn.

But the dancing and music had gone on until the early hours of the morning and Sarah was hardly the only partygoer who’d wished to sleep in today.

“You did not have to come with me today, you know.”

She nodded. “I know. But I would like to. I haven’t been to see his grave in too long.” Her pretty features pinched. “It is not always easy to face the very real reminder of just how much our lives have changed.”

He reached out a hand to cover hers and she shook off her melancholy tone with a brave smile. “Shall we then?”

He nodded. There would likely never be a good time to visit his father’s grave, but it had to be done.

It was time to put all their old arguments to rest, time to grieve properly, and time...

Time to move on.

They were halfway to the chapel when his sister broke the silence. “Do tell, Max. What is it that has you looking so pleased with yourself at such an unpleasant time of day?”

He blinked. He’d been doing it again, had he?

He didn’t even bother to hide his grin as he turned to her. “I had a wonderful evening last night, that’s all.”

“Mmm.” Her eyes narrowed on him with suspicion. “It appeared Miss Clearwater had a particularly lovely evening as well, did it not?”

His smile flickered a bit. She had. She definitely had.

“I would go so far as to say she was the belle of the ball last night.” Sarah’s voice was too mild.

“If you have something to say, just say it,” he said.

“I just wished to congratulate you, that is all,” Sarah said. “Your efforts to draw attention to Miss Clearwater were certainly successful.”

His smile faded fast. It was true, Marigold had been in constant demand for the remainder of the night.

Every time Max was able to escape from a boring conversation or put a halt to the unceasing small talk and polite chatter, he sought her out.

Every time she was dancing.

Each time it was with someone new.

He was glad. Of course he’d been glad. She deserved to enjoy herself and watching her come out of her wallflower shell was a privilege.



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