Patience followed her father to the Abbey’s library. What could the man possibly want with her now? Cyrus was dead, and she was free. Once they entered the room, he motioned to the settee next to the fireplace. Patience sat and adjusted her skirts. Her father stood in front of her, his large frame blocking out the rest of the room. Something about the expression on his face started her stomach tightening. There was no point in asking him what he wanted with her, because he would speak in his own time.
Since it was not a question but a statement, she merely nodded.
“Lord Alex?” All the breath in her body left her in one fell swoop.
“No, my dear. Not Lord Alex. His Grace, the Eighth Duke of Bedford. Your former lover.
“I look forward to seeing you tomorrow, Miss Blake.” Mr. Templeton smiled down at her, and once more his near presence took her breath away. His eyes mesmerized her, and she had the silly urge to push back a lock of light brown hair that had fallen on his forehead.
Each Book in the LORDS AND LADIES IN LOVE SERIES is a STANDALONE.