Chapter 12

As she contemplated what to do, he turned away from the group of people he was with, and Rose got to see his face properly. Unable to look away. A slight change in her heartbeat.

He was looking out onto the sea of people with a smile; someone was still talking to him, and his attention was wherever they were pointing. His handsome face looked chiselled in the dim lights, and his white shirt, black bow tie, and jacket made him more like James Bond than laird of the manor. He looked so effortlessly at ease. He suited the whole bow tie and dinner jacket setup, and Rose could barely feel her knees anymore. Her breath had caught in her chest and suddenly made her feel lightheaded.

God dammit.

How could she be so stupid? How could she not realise that every time she reacted to this man in this way, her body was trying to tell her something obvious?

She had a huge stinking crush on him!

Like a hormonal teenager who followed around the high