Page 20 of One Night to Remember
He was magnificent.
Out of self-preservation, she took a deep breath and stepped back from the crowd toward the shade of a tree before he made it back to where she’d stood. His competency and obvious superiority was breathtakingly attractive. Her heart pounded unnaturally loud in her ears. She did not have time for a silly infatuation, she reminded herself.
Yet her heart leaped as she watched him race. As if the two of themwerea team, and his conquest was her conquest, too.
Had she thought she was a skilled driver? Langford coasted between carriages with barely an inch to spare, his posture just as relaxed as his horses, as if they made runs like this every day of the year. No one else stood a chance.
As Langford brought his horses back to the finish line—well ahead of his competition—his animated gaze hunted through the crowd where Felicity had just stood. His smile dimmed for scarcely a moment.
Perhaps most people would not have noticed.
Felicity noticed.
She feared her heart would never be the same.
