Miss Rebecca's Rebellious Viscount: A Sweet Regency Romance (Bluestocking Battalion Book 4) by Maggie Dallen & Maggie M. Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen & Maggie M. Dallen [Dallen, Maggie & Dallen, Maggie M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-05T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Maxwell watched her walk away with a sinking sensation in his gut.

She was lying to him. Or avoiding the truth, at the very least. Or perhaps she was just being polite and attempting to let him down easily. It didn’t really matter which because all that mattered was she’d walked away without a backward glance.

He was a fool. He should just let her go.

But his body wasn’t listening to his mind. No, his body had another master at the moment and it was thudding in his chest like it was possessed. It was that which had him keeping track of her every move. It also had him watching at precisely the right moment.

The moment she left.

His eyes narrowed and he stopped even pretending to pay attention to the boring conversation going on around him. Someone laughed, a mother asked him a question, the daughter murmured something beside him.

He missed it all because he was too busy watching Miss Rebecca Jones sneak out of the party. What on earth was she doing?

She wasn’t heading toward the entrance or the area leading to the retiring room. She was headed toward the servants’ quarters. He shifted, muttering his excuses as he stepped away from the group he was with to follow her.

Perhaps she was ill. And where was her aunt? He didn’t dare take his eyes off of her to look because she was slipping deftly between people, smiling and nodding as she made her way toward the door.

If she didn’t keep glancing around so suspiciously, he might not have known to be suspicious. But she had the look of a thief about her. The same look she’d worn the other night in the garden when she herself had admitted she was up to no good.

“What are you up to now, Rebecca?” he murmured.

An elderly matron to his left frowned. “Eh? What’s that?”

He started. “Er, nothing. Pardon me.” He moved toward Rebecca, determined to stop her long enough to ask her what she was about. But just as he drew close, he caught her disappearing through the servants’ entrance.

He picked up his pace to follow, stumbling out into a side alley that ran between the homes. He spotted her skirts disappearing around a corner and followed, his heart accelerating to an alarming rate as his mind raced with possibilities.

Sebastian’s comment about the family’s hidden scandal still nagged at him. Was she off to meet a lover? The pang of hurt that came with that thought had nothing to do with her reputation or propriety, and everything to do with jealousy. He shoved the thought out of his mind. He’d deal with his own feelings when Rebecca was once more safely within the confines of the ballroom or at her aunt’s home snugly tucked into her bed. In short—where she ought to be at this hour.

What sort of gentleman would ask her to slip away unattended in the darkened streets of London at this time of night?

And what kind of lunatic would go through with it?

But now was not the time for questions.

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