Chasing Lady Amelia: Keeping Up with the Cavendishes by Maya Rodale

Author:Maya Rodale [Rodale, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-06-27T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

In which our heroine returns home to finishing school.

Or does she?

Six o’clock? Or seven?

Evening was settling over the city when they set out once more. This time, they went together. The destination was Durham House—not that Alistair knew that. Amelia made sure he thought that he was doing the gentlemanly thing by escorting her back to finishing school. How she was going to manage the deception was something she ought to figure out immediately, but no ideas came to mind.

That lovemaking had slowed her wits. She felt like a ninny with the way she was already longing for him, and his touch. She had become the thing she had always mocked in love stories and poetry.

Amelia walked slowly, like one of those pokey pedestrians in Vauxhall who had vexed her earlier. Then, she had been in a rush to see everything. Now, she wished to prolong her time with Alistair. In the course of the afternoon something had changed; it was no longer about running away, but wanting to stay with him.

She knew their moments together were dwindling.

The idea of elopement was preposterously premature. Staying another night was too much and besides, she was beginning to feel the tug of home. The clock was ticking on her time with Mr. Alistair Finlay-Jones and their one perfect day.

There had been no discussion or mention of if they would meet again, as if it were understood that this was the only time they would ever spend together.

After all, what could possibly happen?

He knew her as Miss Amy Dish, finishing-school student. A gentleman could not call on a young lady there—even if said school actually existed and even if she was actually enrolled in said school.

To see him again was to reveal her true identity.

She was not ready to risk that.

The clock was ticking on their time together. Alistair knew this. So he walked slowly and dragged his feet as he escorted “Miss Amy Dish” back to “finishing school.” He was curious to see how she would maintain the charade, though he wasn’t exactly eager for the moment they would part.

Alistair hadn’t said anything about seeing her again.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, wanting to be spoken. It seemed impossible that he would never see her again. But a gentleman couldn’t call on a young lady who didn’t exactly exist at a school that was certainly fictional.

To see her again was to reveal the deception: that she was truly Lady Amelia Cavendish, sister to the Duke of Durham. And that he’d known all along.

He would be revealed as the worst sort of scoundrel. How on earth could he justify that he had lied to her all day, all over London, and then made love to her?

It was unforgiveable.

He realized that now that it was too late to do anything about it. Damn.

He would have to take the secret to his grave. They would meet again—even if she didn’t know it and even if he didn’t speak of it—and he

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