Lady In Disguise (The Langley Sisters) by Vella Wendy

Author:Vella, Wendy [Vella, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wendy Vella
Published: 2013-10-25T23:00:00+00:00

Why didn’t she trust that smile? Livvy wondered. She felt rumpled and dirty and thoroughly out of sorts, having woken from a short and unfulfilling nap, yet she was too tired to question him further. Let him win this round, tomorrow would be another day and she would tell him exactly how she felt about his high-handed methods again. Smothering another yawn, she tucked a loose curl into the bun at her nape and smoothed down her skirts.

Livvy tried to regain her feet as the parlour door opened but Will simply moved to the back of her chair and placed a hand on her shoulder, holding her in place.

“Don’t get up, Olivia, you’re exhausted.”

“Let me go,” she whispered furiously.

She felt both his hands brace her shoulders and then suddenly his face was beside hers as he bent over the back of the chair.

“Be a good girl for once and do as I say.”

I’ll show him good girl, Livvy fumed. How dare he speak to her as if she were a badly behaved child?

“My name is Mr Munford, Lord Ryder,” the man said, walking forward to take Will’s hand, which was thankfully no longer resting on her shoulder. “Please let me thank you for allowing us to share the parlour. As you can imagine, my wife is quite set down by the long journey and now that the snow has begun in earnest, we thought it best to stop for the night and seek shelter and nourishment.”

Mrs Munford may need recuperation but by the size of both her and her husband’s girths, they did not need nourishment. Seated as she was Livvy was able to study the couple undetected as they greeted Lord Ryder. Small and round both spoke in a thick Scottish brogue.

“Allow me to introduce my wife to you.”

Livvy blinked. Had she just misheard Will? Surely he had not said the word wife?

“Please excuse her from rising, she is exhausted after our journey and in her condition, I think we will forgive her if she does not.”

Livvy didn’t look at Phoebe as she coughed loudly; she was too busy glaring at Will.

“Your first?” Mrs Munford said, rushing forward to take Livvy’s hand. “I was quite fatigued when I carried my wee little Fraser.”

Livvy wasn’t sure but she thought she smiled at Mrs Munford and said ‘thank you.’ Climbing to her feet she then sank into a curtsy.

“How do you do, Mr Munford, Mrs Munford.”

“You really should stay seated, darling.”

Livvy wondered if the proprietor could lay his hands on boiling oil as only that would satisfy her thirst for revenge at this point. Will had moved to her side and was rubbing circles in the small of her back. She tried to ease herself away yet his large, warm hand just followed.

“This is my wife’s sister, Miss Phoebe Langley, and the gentleman is Mr Frederick Blake.”

Perhaps she could simply shoot him; it was not as if she wasn’t an accurate shot and she could slip into his room while he slept, no one need know until morning.

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