“I expect you would like to titivate yourself,” Charles suggested teasing her.
Vanda gave a little giggle before she followed a woman who took her to one of the bedrooms.
When she looked at herself in the mirror she felt she was in considerable need of ‘titivating’ as the ride, although they had not been hurrying, had left her dusty and dishevelled. Her face, she thought, needed washing and so did her hands.
She did not feel tired at all, only elated with excitement. She was not only safe but she was going home with the Earl!
‘When we are on the yacht I shall at last be able to talk to him, ’ she told herself.
She was really hoping that he would kiss her again and it would be the most wonderful dream that could ever come true.
‘I love him. I love him with all my heart and soul,’ she
