To Love a Spy by Aileen Fish & Marie Higgins & Bess McBride

Author:Aileen Fish & Marie Higgins & Bess McBride [Fish, Aileen & Higgins, Marie & McBride, Bess]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: IndieWrites, Inc.
Published: 2014-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Michelle emerged in a new creation of light pink with a dark pink skirt. Even with the black embroidered flowers, it looked far more appropriate for a sixteen year old, so Livvy shook her head. Then she looked to Lord Ashmoore, who shook his as well. They shared a smile.

She did not look to see Lord Northwick’s reaction, and after the same happened with the next of Madame Bouchard’s creations, the seamstress stopped watching for his reaction as well.

Fashion plates were considered while Michelle changed since the other models had been sent along with the rest of the seamstresses for home appointments. Except for Mrs. Fortescue, the milliner, who brought a collection of hats from Lock and Company next door, their appointment remained quite private.

No one seemed to consider Lord Northwick might like a look at a plate until he stuck his hand out like a beggar.

The dress he took over-long considering was a frumpy frock with ribbons trailing from a billowy waist. By the time he passed it back to Livvy, she merely placed in the pile of undesirables without asking his opinion. He did not ask to see another plate.

From the corner of her eye, she could see the man’s hackles rise when Lord Ashmoore reached over to feel a sheer organza Madame Bouchard had draped across her shoulder.

“Does not ziss white look exquisite next to your hair, Livvy?” Madame sighed.

“I agree,” said Lord Ashmoore. “Though the garments made from such things should not be ordered with men about, I dare say.”

Northwick jumped to his feet. “Perhaps we should step outside.”

“Absolument non!” Roxelle stomped her French slipper. “It will only do harm for Lord Northwick to be seen hanging about my door. And Cherie and I can discuss her delicate lingerie while she is in a dressing room having her measurements taken.”

“You are perfectly correct, Madame.” Lord Northwick inclined his head. “I will sit here and try to do no harm.”

Roxelle nodded, as if giving him her royal permission to remain.

“When I do find my lady writer,” he continued, “we will wish to be married quickly. How long would it take to create something original for a wedding gown?”

Livvy giggled. “I thought you said you have not yet located The Scarlet Plumiere. You are confident she will have you? And so quickly?”

“I am confident, yes. I am quite sure we are compatible. She is a clever girl.”

“And you are a clever boy?”

“Most days. Today just does not seem to be one of those days.” He tugged at his sleeves.

She laughed again. “And what color do you suppose is her hair? Will puce look lovely with her skin?”

Ashmoore opened his mouth to speak, but Northwick stopped him with a quick shake of his head.

“What have I missed?” She looked to Ashmoore. “I demand to know.”

“Well, Lord Northwick is hoping she is blond...and less than fairly—”

“Ash!” Northwick scowled at his friend, then turned to her. “I did not wish her to be blond. Ashmoore and I agreed that to

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