Page 13 of Lord of Mischief
Her cousin Lucy had done the exact same thing for Avery Fox when he had newly arrived in London, and she had managed to snag him as a husband.While Lucy had made a mess of things in the end, Eve was determined to take all the lessons from Lucy’s heartbreaking experience and use it to her own advantage.
She held her breath.Please say yes. Please say yes.
He looked down at her hand, which was still placed on his arm, and then, to her delight, placed his hand on hers.
“If there is an opportunity for you to help me win the game, then yes I shall ask.But we would need to be mindful of your reputation.You are an unwed young woman.What was it your sister was saying about Lord Towell?”
Eve schooled her features into blandness.Trust Caroline to mention Lord Towell who, until this evening, had sat at the top of Eve’s list of potential husbands.Her interest in the earl had not been reciprocated, but Freddie’s appearance at the ball had taken the sting out of her sense of rejection.
“Oh, nothing.Lord Towell was on my dance list for later this evening, but I have discovered he has two left feet and an eye for another young lady.By not dancing with him
I am saving my feet and making sure the path of true love runs smooth,” she replied, ignoring the slight raise of Freddie’s eyebrow.
Francis and Caroline drew closer and, true to form, as soon as they got within earshot, Eve could hear her sister complaining about wanting to leave.Eve stepped back from Freddie and schooled her features into a calm, placid look, which would make her mother proud.
Caroline could protest all she liked.Eve’s evening had been a success.She had caught Freddie’s attention.He now knew she existed and had taken her into his confidence.
It was time to go home, tear up her potential list of husbands, and prepare her battle plans to win Freddie’s heart.
There was only one man on her list, and she was going to have him.
