In Your Wildest Scottish Dreams
“Glynis sat at the window, staring out at the dark, willing Lennox to come to her. He hadn’t been at dinner, either, but Mrs. Hurst had the maids serve her as if nothing was amiss. Would this be a usual occurrence, her eating alone and wondering at the whereabouts of her husband?
She hadn’t asked the housekeeper where Lennox was. Nor had she questioned the maid smiling shyly at her while presenting a strawberry ice as a final course. She’d remained mute when encountering the young girl on the wa...y back to her suite.
The servants at Hillshead were a nice group of people. None of them scowled rather than smiled or complained about their circumstances. She was the only one in the house with a dour attitude.
She hadn’t invited Baumann to waylay her. She had no control over Baumann’s movements. She couldn’t block herself off from the man, hold up her hands and say, “No farther, I beg you.” What did Lennox expect her to do? Employ a bodyguard to keep Baumann at bay?
If the man wanted to speak to her, he was going to do so.MoreLess
She hadn’t asked the housekeeper where Lennox was. Nor had she questioned the maid smiling shyly at her while presenting a strawberry ice as a final course. She’d remained mute when encountering the young girl on the wa...y back to her suite.
The servants at Hillshead were a nice group of people. None of them scowled rather than smiled or complained about their circumstances. She was the only one in the house with a dour attitude.
She hadn’t invited Baumann to waylay her. She had no control over Baumann’s movements. She couldn’t block herself off from the man, hold up her hands and say, “No farther, I beg you.” What did Lennox expect her to do? Employ a bodyguard to keep Baumann at bay?
If the man wanted to speak to her, he was going to do so.MoreLess
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