sketchbook.
“Wait!” Gabby grabbed for the book, but it was too late.
Lizzie sat back against the settee and held the drawing up to examine it. “Hmm… It’s very nice.” She tipped her head to one side and then the other as she studied the unfinished sketch.
Gabby held her breath, hoping her sister didn’t recognize her subject.
“Impressive.” Lizzie dropped the drawing to her lap.
“Thank you.” Gabby retrieved the book and hugged it to her chest. “I should lie down if I’m to be rested for this evening.”
Her sister smiled, displaying an adorable set of dimples. “Yes, that is likely wise.”
Gabby excused herself and hurried toward the exit, but before she reached the door, her sister cleared her throat.
“Sister?”
With a soft groan, she turned toward Lizzie. “Yes?”
“You’ve captured Lord Ellis perfectly, but I’ve never seen that look in his eyes before. It makes me shiver in the most delicious way.”
Lud . Gabby’s cheeks flamed as she glanced down at her sketch, mesmerized by Anthony’s smoldering gaze. She had seen that look once, and it had been branded into her memory forever. “Yes, I see what you mean. I have depicted him wrong. I will have to work on the eyes more.”
She swept from the conservatory before her sister could offer any other commentary. Embarrassment engulfed her as she reflected on her behavior. What was wrong with her that she lost all reason when he was near? There was nary a ripple in his comportment, while her emotions crashed like waves upon jagged rocks.
“Cursed man,” she grumbled as she let herself into her chambers.
“Whom are you talking to?”
Gabby jumped at the sound of her sister’s soft voice. “I didn’t see you. What are you doing in here?”
Katie was curled up in a chair by the window with a book. “The lighting is better.”
“But it’s my chamber. You should ask permission first.”
A pink flush invaded Katie’s cheeks and she closed her book. “I’m sorry.”
Gabby playfully tugged her sister’s toffee-colored curl. “You don’t have to leave, Katie Cat. Just ask next time.”
Her sister’s face blazed red at Gabby’s use of her pet name, and Gabby’s heart swelled with affection. She loved all her siblings, but she shared a special bond with the youngest family member.
Gabby walked to her desk to set aside her sketch and charcoals. She would finish the drawing later. A fresh bouquet of flowers sat on her desk, their subtle fragrance pleasant.
“What did you draw today?” Katie asked as she rose from the chair and came to look.
“Anthony again.” She sighed. Katie didn’t know what had transpired between them, but she had guessed at Gabby’s feelings long ago. Her sister was sensitive in that way and never teased her like Lizzie. “He paid a call earlier.”
“I know.” Katie picked up her sketch. “I was here when Magda brought in his flowers.”
“These are from Anthony? How thoughtful.” Light pink dahlias. She had always preferred feminine and romantic flowers to the starkness of orchids or lilies. Had she ever mentioned her preference to him?
“Your drawing is wonderful,” Katie said and placed it reverently back on the desk. “It appears Lord Ellis returns your feelings. I’m very happy for you.”
Gabby nibbled her bottom lip as she considered the validity of her sister’s assumption. “Maybe, but I don’t want to get my hopes up too high. I have been disappointed more than once by the gentleman.”
Her sister hugged her. “This time could be different. At least keep an open heart.”
Tears misted Gabby’s eyes as she hugged her sister back. Katie was as much a romantic as Gabby had been long ago. How she missed the optimistic young girl she used to be. Could she ever be that girl again?
“I promise to try.”
Seven
Anthony stood outside the nursery listening to his daughter’s chatter drifting through the cracked door. Her voice was so sweet and foreign to him that
Gena Showalter
Marjorie Eccles
Sarah Loudin Thomas
Katharine Sadler
L. B. Hathaway
Donald Westlake
Sonny Collins
Alexandra Kleeman
Susan Green, Randee Dawn
N. M. Silber