Adrienne Basso
“That tingling noise drew several interested gazes toward the source, some shifting completely in their seats to catch a glimpse. Amelia, however, did not bother to turn her head. She knew well the owner of that laugh and the individual who had brought it forth.
Mrs. Fairweather and the Viscount of Longley.
Three days had passed since Amelia had interrupted their illicit meeting at the folly. Nothing further had been spoken about the incident by any of them. In many ways it was as though it had ...never occurred. Yet the nature of Amelia’s relationship with the viscount had changed dramatically.
He no longer arrived early at the breakfast table, no longer sought her out for a few moments of private, amusing conversation, no longer teased or flirted or made her feel they had a special, unique bond. All the progress she had made had vanished in an instant, for such was the fickle heart and temperament of a rogue.
Time was running short. Eight days were already gone, in another six the house party would end and the guests would go their separate ways.MoreLess
Mrs. Fairweather and the Viscount of Longley.
Three days had passed since Amelia had interrupted their illicit meeting at the folly. Nothing further had been spoken about the incident by any of them. In many ways it was as though it had ...never occurred. Yet the nature of Amelia’s relationship with the viscount had changed dramatically.
He no longer arrived early at the breakfast table, no longer sought her out for a few moments of private, amusing conversation, no longer teased or flirted or made her feel they had a special, unique bond. All the progress she had made had vanished in an instant, for such was the fickle heart and temperament of a rogue.
Time was running short. Eight days were already gone, in another six the house party would end and the guests would go their separate ways.MoreLess
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