Page 9 of A Wicked Viscount's Stormy Affair
After that, well she could figure everything else out afterwards.
He was nowhere to be found.
Sophie’s heart sunk as she tried to seek out Lord George Harrington, just to see no one who looked anything like him in the room.
Did he not eat with everyone else?
That would be a real shame if she could not get a moment alone with him. Especially since this was the last time they would be given a chance. Once they left the ship and headed off into England, she may well never see his face again. Who knew where he was going? London was a big enough city on its own, but the rest of the country was on offer as well.
There was no telling what might happen.
“Are you alright, dear?” her father asked her as they sat at their usual seat at the dining table. “You look a little distracted. Your mother has been talking about trying to locate a physician on board, and she might be right…”
“I do not need a physician,” Sophie insisted again. “I am just trying to see if he is here.”
“He?”
She gave him a funny look. “The man who saved me last night.”
“Ah, Lord Harrington. Why do you wish to see him, may I ask?”
“Because I did not get a chance to thank him…”
“You do not need to worry so much about that. Me and your mother thanked him profusely last night. I am sure he knows by now how grateful you are.”
“Still… I would like to tell him myself.”
“Well, he is not often in the dining hall, but you could always speak with Sebastian. They are friends…”
For some reason, this made Sophie’s heart skip a beat. So shedidhave a connection to him, therewasa chance that their paths had crossed. But would she not have taken notice of him? Perhaps not because there were so many new people aboard. The only real reason that she did not forget Sebastian was because they always sat at the same table at mealtimes.
“I am going to have a little walk around, just in case.”
Luckily her father was immediately caught up in conversation with another gentleman, so it was easy to slip out of his grasp and sight line to take a walk around. As she walked, she realized just how grateful she was that last night had not become common knowledge otherwise she would have been stopped a million times with people asking her endless questions. She did not wish to ever talk about what happened again.
Except for with him.
There were a lot of people in the dining hall, it seemed like everyone wanted to eat together today before they reached their destination, and everything changed. Perhaps not everyone was going to be living in London, a lot of people might just be vising the big smoke, but their time on the ship was coming to an abrupt end and that was really something.
There he is!
All of a sudden, her heart skipped a beat because she spotted him. She could hardly believe it.
It was tempting to pause, to watch him for a moment and to adjust to the mere sight of him, but she knew that time was of the essence, and she could not waste it. Nervous or not, she had to confront him now while they were both still aboard.
With her pulse absolutely pounding, she stepped closer to him, drinking in the warm sensation that she felt merely being close to her hero.
“Lord Harrington?” she asked quietly. Thankfully, it was loud enough for him to hear her. “I just wanted to speak to you for a moment.”
Something flickered in his eyes, but she had no idea what it was.
“Is everything alright?” he asked her while edging himself away from the crowds just a little.
“Erm, yes.” She could feel a heat burning in her cheeks as he stared at her intensely. “I just wanted to thank you for everything that you did for me last night. I did not get a chance to say it in all the chaos.”
“Oh, I see.” His lips turned down in to a small frown. “Well that is quite alright. Your parents thanked me quite enough.”
Panic struck her as it seemed like he was already trying to pull away from her. She was not nearly done yet.
