The Misadventures Of Lady Ophelia by Christina McKnight

Author:Christina McKnight
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: La Loma Elite Publishing
Published: 2017-07-10T22:00:00+00:00

O phelia grasped her travel bag where it sat upon the single bed as Colin moved into the hallway to settle the account for the room. The bed was barely large enough for one person but was neatly made with a light green coverlet. The chamber was sparsely furnished with a washstand, armoire, and two straight-back chairs with a small round table between them. Only a glimpse of Sheerness could be seen through the tiny window set high in the wall above the table.

Unfortunately, it was black outside, which halted her from climbing upon a chair to gain a view of the seafront town.

What the room lacked in furniture, it made up for in charm; the coverlet was hand-sewn with a landscape of the coastline about the edges, a glass vase full to brimming with sea shells on a side table, and a ceramic washbowl with ships sailing from port painted inside on the washstand.

Tiny but spotless, the room would do for one night.

She exhaled softly. The journey had been tiring, made even more exhausting as she’d feigned sleep for nearly the last three hours. Her neck ached from the impossible angle she’d held it, with her head against the side of the carriage. She hadn’t taken a decent breath since she’d slipped—rather, tugged, squirmed, and shimmied—into Luci’s daringly low-cut traveling habit. She glanced down at the swell of her breasts over the top of the bodice, and a flush overtook her. The sight of her was utterly indecent. It was a wonder Lord Hawke had agreed to bring her along with her dressed in such a provocative manner; however, Ophelia had reveled in his gaze upon her the entire journey.

It had been her belief that he’d have settled on the ride and read Fair Wind’s journal, but he hadn’t taken his eyes off her except to glance out the window every hour or so. He’d thought they’d be followed—and hadn’t she been responsible for giving him that exact impression?

She’d known full well what she was doing when she told him that she’d left word that she was off to Gretna Green. What she’d kept to herself was that her two dear friends were headed there.

It had been great fun to see him twist with worry. For those scarce moments, Ophelia knew what if felt like to possess Luci’s and Edith’s great beauty and wit. It had been an exhilarating start to their adventure together.

Until she’d misguidedly agreed to share a room with Lord Hawke.

She’d sought adventure, not complete ruination.

She inhaled as deeply as her gown would allow and placed her hand on her lower back where a twinge of pain had started when she alighted from the traveling coach. If there were any night she needed a restful, rejuvenating sleep, it was this one.

The thought of sleeping in the same room as Lord Hawke banished all thoughts of deep slumber from her mind.

“Well, Lady Ophelia,” he said, entering the room behind her. “Caruthers promised our meal would be brought up shortly.

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