This is the eighteenth entry out of the thirty I'm attempting. It is part
of a series of thirty entries so I hope you'll read each daily post to
find out what happens in the end.
Thank you for reading!
18. Wild At Heart
“Thank
you, Mr Hurst.”
He
glanced around before taking a step. His whole body half-drowned under the
floral shade of the park trees she’d been walking under. “To what do I owe this
humble apology, Miss Sheffield?”
She
hesitated, unable to think of the correct phrasing to use. “You were kind
enough to keep that ‘incident’ private from Miss Charleston, and hence, from the
ton.”
A
brow rose on his face. “Wouldn’t any gentleman?”
Perhaps,
but no gentleman, even one wild at heart, would’ve kissed her like he had. As if
she was all that mattered in this delusive world.
Oh, wonderful! A true turn in the tale! She has engaged him! Love the photo too!
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