A Pledge of Passion (The Rules of Engagement)
“Alone. Thank God. Dressed in her ivory gown and drenched in soft moonlight, she resembled nothing so much as an ethereal being leaning wistfully over the balustrade.
"Lady Mariah?" he called out softly.
She turned to face him with a look of surprise. "Mr. Needham?" "I thought to find you with Rochford." "Then you were mistaken." "Mistaken?" He frowned. "I don't believe I mistook his interest in you." She released a bitter laugh. "His interest is in my estate, perhaps. In my dowry, most ...certainly. But in me? I assure you not, Mr. Needham." "Then he is a fool." "No. We are simply from different worlds. That one is his," she inclined her head to the door, "and this one is mine." "Are you not enjoying yourself?" "To be honest, I feel completely out of my element without Lydia. All too much like a sheep in a cow pasture." "You don't look like a sheep," he said. "A sprite perhaps, but never a sheep." "A sprite?" She laughed. "You told me you weren't given to false flattery, Mr.MoreLess
"Lady Mariah?" he called out softly.
She turned to face him with a look of surprise. "Mr. Needham?" "I thought to find you with Rochford." "Then you were mistaken." "Mistaken?" He frowned. "I don't believe I mistook his interest in you." She released a bitter laugh. "His interest is in my estate, perhaps. In my dowry, most ...certainly. But in me? I assure you not, Mr. Needham." "Then he is a fool." "No. We are simply from different worlds. That one is his," she inclined her head to the door, "and this one is mine." "Are you not enjoying yourself?" "To be honest, I feel completely out of my element without Lydia. All too much like a sheep in a cow pasture." "You don't look like a sheep," he said. "A sprite perhaps, but never a sheep." "A sprite?" She laughed. "You told me you weren't given to false flattery, Mr.MoreLess
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