How to Manage a Marquess (2016)
“They were in the Hall’s drawing room. She had purposely chosen to sit in the narrow-seated, straight-backed, uncomfortable chair that everyone usually avoided.
Lord Haywood perched on the settee, looking slightly frustrated. He’d just asked her again to marry him and she’d just refused again.
His curricle had arrived yesterday afternoon, only a few hours after they had. Thank God. She’d been afraid Lord Banningly was in league with her father and would delay sending the equipage in order to strand Lord Haywood here.
But now the marquess’s horses were rested and his bag was sitting at his feet. In just a few moments, he’d be gone.
And not a second too soon. If they hadn’t both been exhausted last night, she wasn’t certain what would have happened.
No, she was all too certain she’d have found her way into Lord Haywood’s bed or he into hers. Clearly the Bigleys would not have prevented it. They’d been conspicuously absent ever since the man arrived.
“You’re confident you’ll be all right ...here alone with the boys?”MoreLess
Lord Haywood perched on the settee, looking slightly frustrated. He’d just asked her again to marry him and she’d just refused again.
His curricle had arrived yesterday afternoon, only a few hours after they had. Thank God. She’d been afraid Lord Banningly was in league with her father and would delay sending the equipage in order to strand Lord Haywood here.
But now the marquess’s horses were rested and his bag was sitting at his feet. In just a few moments, he’d be gone.
And not a second too soon. If they hadn’t both been exhausted last night, she wasn’t certain what would have happened.
No, she was all too certain she’d have found her way into Lord Haywood’s bed or he into hers. Clearly the Bigleys would not have prevented it. They’d been conspicuously absent ever since the man arrived.
“You’re confident you’ll be all right ...here alone with the boys?”MoreLess
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