CHAPTER 90
The rain was lashing down and an unusually squally wind was buffeting the estate as Georgiana scurried from the stables to the Manor. She burst through the kitchen door and fell over Ace, landing in a wet and muddy heap on the flagstone floor.
Sebastian looked up from his newspaper and laughed.
“Don’t bloody laugh at me.” She picked herself up and glared at him. “Ouch, that hurt.” She rubbed her hip and looked around for a towel to dry her hair and hands.
“Wet outside, is it?” He smirked and threw her a tea towel.
“Guess what arrived in the post this morning?” she grinned.
“Your Royal wedding invitation?” he laughed. “We got ours too.”
“It’s so exciting,” she squeaked. “Almost more exciting than my own!”
“Don’t let Dan hear you say that,” Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “I
