NFH 04 Truce (Historic) by R.L. Mathewson Read Free Book Online Page B

requested your attendance and you obviously care a great deal for your mother. Instead of simply leaving, you searched for a place to hide.”
    He arched an eyebrow at that. “Or it could be that I came here in her carriage and I am trapped here until she decides that it’s time to leave,” he drawled.
    Her eyes slowly moved down his body in an assessing manner, but not in the same way that Penelope had looked him over. This woman’s gaze didn’t annoy him. Her gaze made him stand straighter as every muscle in his body flexed under her scrutiny, making him feel like an idiot even as he wondered if she liked what she saw.
    “You’re obviously a man with means. You could have hired a hack and left. There’s always the card room for escape or you could have simply left with a friend.”
    “Or walked,” he added.
    She smiled. “I much prefer walks myself. Yes, you could have walked provided that your home was close enough.”
    “Two miles.”
    “That’s not too far away.”
    “No, it’s not.” He rather enjoyed walks. He found himself taking walks every evening. Even in London he found that he enjoyed walking. The vulgar smells of the city and crowds didn’t seem to dampen his enjoyment enough for him to stop.
    He eyed her carefully. Her skin was the color of light honey. She looked fit, but not too thin. Her breasts were good size, not too big, but perfect for his hands, and from what he recalled from when she stood, her hips were generous. He was willing to bet her legs were well defined, probably from hours of walking.
    “So, you’re here because your parents want you to marry,” he surmised from what little he knew about her and what he knew about women of her station in general.
    She gave him a dreamy smile that made his chest tighten. “When I was a little girl I wanted nothing more than to have a season. It all seemed so magical, balls, dancing, and being courted by handsome men,” she added the last with a teasing tone.
    He grinned. “Sounds like every girl’s dream to find Prince Charming. What happened to change that dream?” he asked, coming closer. He was now standing only a few feet away from her. His original thought that she was beautiful shattered. She was nothing less than a goddess.
    She sighed heavily. “Anthony.”
    He felt a tug of unease. Was it jealousy?
    “So, you’re in love with this Anthony?”
    Please God, no .
    She laughed. “No. He’s my brother-in-law. My sister married for love. She didn’t care about a title or money. He made her happy, still does. They are the happiest couple that I know and their boys are extraordinary.”
    “And you want that for yourself,” he surmised.
    “It will most likely never happen for me,” she said with a careless shrug that tore at his heart and left him wondering why he cared so much.
     

Chapter 6
    She was not going to tell this stranger that she was an heiress. If he turned out to be a fortune hunter she would be in trouble. He could easily sound the alarm and she would be compromised and forced to accept his hand. She wouldn’t be able to survive being trapped in a loveless marriage.
    “So, if you wish to marry for love, why don’t you enjoy evenings like this more?”
    She waved her hand lazily in the air. “This? This is all orchestrated. People come here looking for the right connection, the right amount of money, and the best gossip. No one comes here looking for love. I knew before my coming out that I would never find love at a ball. It would just happen…..somehow, somewhere.”
    He took another step forward. “But you came anyway.”
    She looked wistful. “Until the day I marry, I belong to my father and then to my husband. I am considered nothing more than property. If I wish to have certain rights or benefits I must make the man in my life happy first. Then if he is generous I might be allowed to follow my own pursuits.” Of course that would all change with her inheritance.
    Without a word, he moved to sit