Her Perfect Match by Jess Michaels

Author:Jess Michaels [Michaels, Jess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781619211186
Publisher: Samhain
Published: 2013-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Vivien looked out her carriage window and was dragged back to the previous night, when her final image from a very similar window had been of Benedict staring after her as she left him behind after the ball. She had dreamed of that moment all night, waking up sweating as thoughts of him tortured her instead of allowing her restful sleep.

She opened her reticule and pulled from it the list of loose ends in order to remove her mind from that other, far more unpleasant subject. Today she had other things in mind than dwelling on what she could not have.

No, today was about continuing to move forward in the future. Despite the fact that it had ended badly, last night she had done what she had set out to do. Her spies had reported that Beecher had refused to announce the engagement to Dersingham’s son and had actually broken the engagement right in one of the parlors at the gathering, much to Dersingham’s public humiliation. If Benedict was correct in his assessment of Dersingham’s finances, he was currently on the path to destitution.

Crossing off her duty to “destroy someone evil” was very satisfying indeed.

And today she would complete another task, as well as give herself a stern reminder about how to control her heart. The carriage stopped and she reached over to fetch the small parcel she had brought along with her. As the door opened, she smiled at her driver.

“Thank you, Greenley. I should be at least an hour if you would like to visit your sister at the Warren residence. It is only a few doors down, is it not?”

He smiled. “Yes, miss. Thank you, miss. I’ll get the carriage situated and I will take a walk down there as you suggest.”

She patted his hand, then moved up to the house she had once known so very well. The first time she visited here, she had been terrified, but it had eventually become a safe home for her. The first one she’d ever really known.

The door opened before she could knock and she was led to a parlor by a cheery housemaid. The place had been redone since her time here. The walls had been repapered and the furniture was fresh and new. Time marched on, no matter what.

A fact proven even further when the door to the parlor opened and the Duke of Sandcombe entered. It had been only ten years since their affiliation, but he had aged twice that number of years since. Illness made him thin, grayed his hair, stooped his back. Tears flooded her eyes at the sight, but she blinked them back, knowing he would not wish for, nor appreciate her pity.

“Walter,” she said, her voice bright as she moved to kiss both his cheeks.

She slipped her arm through his and used the motion to help him to a seat without making too much of a fuss about it. He smiled up at her as he settled into his place.

“An old trick, girlie.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.