A Most Improper Rumor
“There was no good time. Alicia knew it, and to that end she’d avoided Ben that morning, but unfortunately, though he didn’t normally join her for luncheon, he was there at the table when she entered the room, rising politely, a perfunctory smile on his mouth.
Well, if it was really a smile. His glittering gaze indicated otherwise. To someone else, he might have seemed congenial and welcoming, but she knew him better than that.
Oh dear. She was caught out.
Alicia settled into her chair with seeming nonchalance and accepted her napkin from the footman. “My lord. How lovely to see you at this time of day. Usually you are far too busy to join me.”
“A man needs to eat, and sometimes to speak with his wife, so combining the two seemed to be fortuitous.”
Drat. Truly caught out. How the devil could he know she’d visited Lady DeBrooke?
Yet it seemed he did.
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