Smitten by the Brit by Melonie Johnson

Author:Melonie Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

CHAPTER 16

THE NEXT MORNING, Bonnie pried her cramped body out of bed and fixed a pot of tea. She’d love nothing better than to sleep until noon, but she had papers to grade. She grabbed her laptop and settled into the big pink chair that had been in her room since she was a baby. She was pretty sure her mom had nursed her in this chair.

Procrastinating on the chore of grading, Bonnie pulled up the Cambridge University website and browsed the summer programs, getting a sense of the schedule and typical classes offered. She kept getting sidetracked with pictures of the gorgeous campus. Excitement bubbled up inside her. She was going to be spending her summer there, waking up in one of those lovely old brick dorm buildings, walking those garden paths, teaching some of those classes.

Argh, classes. She clicked on a saved file and began to sift through the analysis papers she needed to grade. She attempted to start in on one, but as she tried to focus on the words, her attention kept drifting, mind landing again and again on a certain pair of blue eyes matched with a set of dimples.

He hadn’t called, but she hadn’t expected him to. He’d told her to look him up when she arrived in England. She decided to look him up now. Opening a new browser tab, Bonnie typed Theo’s name into the search box. She clicked, doing a double take as the results loaded. That can’t be right.

Bonnie switched to image search. Oh my God … She clicked on another image. And another. Oh. My. God. There was no mistaking those eyes or those dimples. She skimmed article after article, soaking up tidbits on his family (there were those three sisters he’d mentioned), on his time playing rugby at St. Andrews (she remembered he’d mentioned going to school there, it’s where he met Logan), and on his appearances at charity events (including, holy shit, a fundraising gala in Chicago last week).

For the rest of the morning Bonnie clicked and skimmed and skimmed and clicked some more until her eyes were dry and itchy. At last, brain on overload, she stopped.

Theo Wharton was a duke. An honest to God, living, breathing peer of the realm.

And she’d made out with him.

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