The Jane Austen Marriage Manual by Kim Izzo

Author:Kim Izzo [Izzo, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction, C429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9781250003454
Publisher: Griffin
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

25.

Cowbell

I know he dislikes me as much as I do him.

—Pride and Prejudice

Just when I thought Vlad was out of my life forever, a huge bouquet of roses arrived with my breakfast along with a handwritten note and two tickets to the VIP enclosure for the polo. The note said, “Dear Kate, my apologies for seeming impolite last night. Allow me to make it up to you with these tickets for you and your friend. Yours, Vlad Mihailov.”

The man couldn’t take a hint. The old-fashioned scheme to withhold sex obviously worked. Vlad was clearly determined to seduce me. There was little for me to do about it now. I would have to be civil with Vlad. But Fawn had already seen to it that we had VIP tickets so I decided if I saw Griff again, I would give them to him. He had helped me last night, it was the least I could do. He was still such a puzzle. I had texted Emma for advice, insight, anything, but she wasn’t getting back to me.

“Look, I don’t know how to tell you this, but your Dear Jane Austen advice dispenser worked a little too well. Scott is back with Tatiana.” Fawn delivered the bad news as we walked toward the field of machine-groomed snow that was set for the polo tournament. She had abandoned her yellow puffy jacket for her mink, while I made do with my black fitted outfit from the first day.

My heart sank. By then we had reached the tent, and sure enough, the first two people I saw were Tatiana and Scott arm in arm, champagne in hand next to a faux forest of potted pine trees. I stood and watched as they chatted and giggled like a high school couple. Tatiana caught me staring and raised her glass to me. I smiled and turned away, grabbing a glass of bubbly from a passing waiter’s tray and found a seat by the ring while Fawn mingled with the players. I was stupid to give Tatiana advice. I should have been meaner and bitchier and sent her packing back to Slovenia. Instead, she had Scott and the best I could do was Vlad the Cad. As I sat there I noticed that stacked on the small cocktail table beside me mixed in with polo programs were more brochures for Penwick Manor. Clearly Griff didn’t need my complimentary VIP pass. I picked one up and gazed at the elegant mansion on the cover. Now that was a life I could envision. I imagined driving up the long, winding gravel driveway in some cute convertible and being swept up in the arms of …

“You made it to your room all right, I see?”

It was Griff. Again, I felt my heart flutter and I smiled, expecting another flirtatious exchange to pick up where we left off at the bar, but his smile quickly turned to a scowl when he saw the Penwick brochure in my hand.

“I see you’ve developed taste in bed and breakfasts,” he stated matter-of-factly.

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