Page 7 of Seeking Ruin

Though, he should have known Miss Highbridge would never act according to his expectation. The chit merely laughed, of all things. “I most heartily agree, Your Grace. To be fair, it was my first kiss and one done out of sheer curiosity on my part.

He blinked, at a loss of what to say to the befuddling woman who seemed to punch back at every attempt he made to cow her with gusto. A terrifying frisson of interest stirred within him, something beyond any kind of physical attraction. He fumbled for his pocket watch, making a show of popping it open and raising a haughty eyebrow. “Well, it appears my time for calling is up. I must be off. Ducal business and all that.”

She inclined her head. “Of course, Your Grace.” She paused, before continuing softly. “Though your motives remain a mystery to the both of us, I thank you for the visit. I’ve been cheered immensely, if only temporarily.”

“I am pleased to be of service.” He was not pleased. Not at all. Sebastian rose and gave her a courteous bow. “Until next time, Miss Highbridge.”

“Might you come for tea, tomorrow?” She asked, genuine friendship in her expression. “I may have news of our friends’ endeavor by then.”

Sebastian inclined his head with a courteous but carefully blank smile. “Perhaps,” he said and continued out of the parlor, not releasing the breath he’d been holding until the fresh spring air swept over his face.

He wouldnotbe back.