Chapter 2Chloe was a lively dancer, with more enthusiasm than a sense of rhythm. Adrian needed all his concentration on steering his wayward partner away from other dancers’ feet. Rather than being a chore, it was a welcome distraction from the alluring gentleman. Adrian had a sneaking suspicion that if he looked around at any moment, those lazy gray eyes would be laughing at him.
At the end of the dance, Adrian returned Chloe to her mother, who was sitting at the back of the room with some other ladies and young girls.
“Now, Chloe,” her mother remonstrated, “You mustn’t keep pestering Adrian for dances. You’re a sad romp,” she said affectionately.
“But Mama,” Chloe said with a toss of her head, “Adrian doesn’t mind. And when I’m properly out in society, I can dance with whomever I plea
