Chapter Three“This is my daughter, Lydia,” Sir Robert declared.
“Your daughter?” the Earl exclaimed in surprise.
As he held out his hand, Lydia realised that neither her father nor Heloise had told him that she was coming with them on the journey.
In fact he had been expecting a paid companion or perhaps a poor relation who would be grateful for the privilege.
‘That is exactly what I am!’ Lydia thought with a wry smile.
Then, as the Earl’s hand touched hers, she knew that to meet him was what she had been longing for and she felt as if she vibrated to his strength and his attraction.
“I hope you will enjoy the voyage, Miss Westbury,” he was saying.
As he spoke the conventional words, she was aware that his eyes were looking at her, taking in every detail of her appearance.
In some
