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She should have known this would happen. In the event
that he didn’t know, she planted a smile on her lips and waited for
him to get closer. “Uncle, did you want to ride and enjoy this day
as well?”
“ Actually, no. I came
looking for you. I knew you rode off in this direction and
followed”
The smile fell from her face. “Is
something wrong?”
“ No.” He hastened to assure
her. “His Grace’s carriage has arrived. He would like you to return
to London sooner than planned.”
A grip of panic seized her. It was too
soon. “I’m not ready to leave.”
Her uncle offered an indulgent smile.
“I know, dear. Your aunt and I would like you to stay longer as
well, but His Grace has summoned you.”
Emily knew she had little
choice.
“ Why did you ride here,
Emily?” Her uncle asked after taking in his
surroundings.
The question surprised her. “I
discovered it one day while riding. It is the most charming
cottage, don’t you think?” She turned her uncle’s attention away
from the barn. Emily hoped Dillon had heard their discussion so he
didn’t believe she had simply disappeared without an
explanation.
“ It’s owned by the Chambers’
son,” her uncle informed her.
“ Yes, I know.”
“ Have you by chance met the
young man?” He watched her closely.
“ No, why do you
ask?”
“ It wouldn’t be proper
without an introduction. Well, come along then. Beatrice has
started your packing.”
Emily turned her horse to follow but
looked back toward the barn. Dillon stepped outside, a sad smile on
his face. He had heard. He blew her a kiss and bowed his
farewell.
Chapter 4
One Month Later – London
“ Oh, I do wish you would go
with us, Emily.” Claresta paused for one last look at herself in
the mirror.
Emily gave her an indulgent smile.
“This is your night. Your very first entrance into society. Let His
Grace worry about you alone.”
“ If you were by my side he
would worry less,” Claresta argued hopefully.
Emily laughed. “I don’t believe that is
an accurate statement.” Emily lifted the girl’s wrap and set it on
her shoulders. “Now, go and enjoy yourself. I’ll wait up so you can
share all the details.”
Emily bid the family goodnight before
wandering off to the library. In truth, she had no desire to attend
any of the societal functions but eventually she would have to. If
Her Grace wasn’t available, it would fall to Emily to act as
chaperon. What Emily really wished was to return to the country, to
return to Dillon. She’d already been in London for a fortnight and
it felt is if it had been a year. She was restless in the confines
of the city and not even her studies held any appeal. Too often her
mind returned to the days spent with Dillon and she was beginning
to wonder if she had imagined everything. If only she had thought
to ask his last name and direction then she could send a note. She
knew so little about the man yet, so much as well.
* * *
Dillon had agreed to attend this event
for two reasons. If he were true to his word in finding a bride,
then this was where he should be. Once again he regretted his
agreement with his mother and as soon as his friends began to
arrive, he quickly left her side. The true reason he faced this
event was because Ellings was to be here and Dillon hoped Emily
would attend with the family. The opening ball of the season was
the perfect place to see her once again. Hopefully, with a large
crowd surrounding them, she wouldn’t show her anger. Once he past
that moment then all would be well.
Dillon had taken up a position next to
Lady Phoebe Sandlin, where he had an excellent view of each
arrival. He tried to converse and pay little attention to each new
attendee, but couldn’t keep his eyes from straying to the top to
the stairs.
Phoebe eyed him with humor. “Is there
someone in particular you’re waiting for?” She asked with eyebrows
raised and a mischievous smile.
Before he could respond, the
that he didn’t know, she planted a smile on her lips and waited for
him to get closer. “Uncle, did you want to ride and enjoy this day
as well?”
“ Actually, no. I came
looking for you. I knew you rode off in this direction and
followed”
The smile fell from her face. “Is
something wrong?”
“ No.” He hastened to assure
her. “His Grace’s carriage has arrived. He would like you to return
to London sooner than planned.”
A grip of panic seized her. It was too
soon. “I’m not ready to leave.”
Her uncle offered an indulgent smile.
“I know, dear. Your aunt and I would like you to stay longer as
well, but His Grace has summoned you.”
Emily knew she had little
choice.
“ Why did you ride here,
Emily?” Her uncle asked after taking in his
surroundings.
The question surprised her. “I
discovered it one day while riding. It is the most charming
cottage, don’t you think?” She turned her uncle’s attention away
from the barn. Emily hoped Dillon had heard their discussion so he
didn’t believe she had simply disappeared without an
explanation.
“ It’s owned by the Chambers’
son,” her uncle informed her.
“ Yes, I know.”
“ Have you by chance met the
young man?” He watched her closely.
“ No, why do you
ask?”
“ It wouldn’t be proper
without an introduction. Well, come along then. Beatrice has
started your packing.”
Emily turned her horse to follow but
looked back toward the barn. Dillon stepped outside, a sad smile on
his face. He had heard. He blew her a kiss and bowed his
farewell.
Chapter 4
One Month Later – London
“ Oh, I do wish you would go
with us, Emily.” Claresta paused for one last look at herself in
the mirror.
Emily gave her an indulgent smile.
“This is your night. Your very first entrance into society. Let His
Grace worry about you alone.”
“ If you were by my side he
would worry less,” Claresta argued hopefully.
Emily laughed. “I don’t believe that is
an accurate statement.” Emily lifted the girl’s wrap and set it on
her shoulders. “Now, go and enjoy yourself. I’ll wait up so you can
share all the details.”
Emily bid the family goodnight before
wandering off to the library. In truth, she had no desire to attend
any of the societal functions but eventually she would have to. If
Her Grace wasn’t available, it would fall to Emily to act as
chaperon. What Emily really wished was to return to the country, to
return to Dillon. She’d already been in London for a fortnight and
it felt is if it had been a year. She was restless in the confines
of the city and not even her studies held any appeal. Too often her
mind returned to the days spent with Dillon and she was beginning
to wonder if she had imagined everything. If only she had thought
to ask his last name and direction then she could send a note. She
knew so little about the man yet, so much as well.
* * *
Dillon had agreed to attend this event
for two reasons. If he were true to his word in finding a bride,
then this was where he should be. Once again he regretted his
agreement with his mother and as soon as his friends began to
arrive, he quickly left her side. The true reason he faced this
event was because Ellings was to be here and Dillon hoped Emily
would attend with the family. The opening ball of the season was
the perfect place to see her once again. Hopefully, with a large
crowd surrounding them, she wouldn’t show her anger. Once he past
that moment then all would be well.
Dillon had taken up a position next to
Lady Phoebe Sandlin, where he had an excellent view of each
arrival. He tried to converse and pay little attention to each new
attendee, but couldn’t keep his eyes from straying to the top to
the stairs.
Phoebe eyed him with humor. “Is there
someone in particular you’re waiting for?” She asked with eyebrows
raised and a mischievous smile.
Before he could respond, the
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