“You are incorrect. Do not spread your lies further.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but he shut the door in her face.
He fought the urge to slump against it. He must get Miss Ramsey away before Henrietta’s suspicions became convictions. Thomas Prachett was sure to have a spy hidden amongst the Granville House servants. With his ear pressed against the door, he sighed in relief as Henrietta’s footsteps disappeared down the hallway.
He rounded the corner of the bureau. “Leah?”
She had curled up in a tiny ball on the floor. Her hands covered her eyes, and she shook like she’d been beaten.
Heart lit with alarm, he bent low and scooped her into his arms. “What is the matter?”
She pointed with a trembling finger. “Spider.”
Guilt pummeled him straight in the chest. He bore her away as quickly as he could, depositing her on the bed.
“I am so sorry,” he whispered against her hair.
“Can you get rid of the spider first?” Her voice was thin.
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the corner she’d been forced to hide in, swallowing her terror as he lied to Henrietta. Not only had he besmirched her name and reputation, he’d forced her to cower like a criminal as her fears overtook her. He was a bastard.
The spider was nowhere to be seen. After a thorough examination, and only a bit more regret at the deception he’d enact on her, he stomped softly on the floorboards.
“Did you get him?”
He nodded as he returned to the bedside. Though he desperately wanted to hold her again, soothe her fears and ease her worries, he knew he could not. He stood over her, looking down as her shivers eased.
This was no life for her. He was a servant, with no home or funds to support her. Every groat he wrenched from his hardscrabble life went directly to his aunt’s upkeep. How could he doom her to a life of wanting?
Of domestic servitude, when clearly she was used to a life much more like that she’d enjoyed at Lady Chesterfield’s?
And Prachett could not be held at bay forever. Though she hadn’t seemed disgusted at his former occupation, she would be at the dishonesty inherent in his dealings with Prachett. And once she leaned that, she would then revile him as everyone else did.
He could not have her. Though the words lanced his heart with their brutality, he knew there was no alternative.
“You must leave. If you are discovered here…”
She sat upright with a cross expression. “Avery, we have to talk about that. Listen, I…”
He pressed a finger to his lips. Footsteps grew louder as they approached.
“Henrietta is returning,” he mouthed. “Be silent.”
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The hurt in her eyes almost did him in, but he hardened his heart and turned away. After three heavy breaths, he turned back.
She was gone, his window open.
He bolted for the casement and leaned out. She was halfway down the trellis already.
“Leah.” His whisper was rife with the anger he wished he could roar at the thoughtless chit. “What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving. Isn’t it obvious?” She let out a small cry as her foot missed its hold, and he fought the urge to leap out after her. The trellis could not hold their combined weight, he was certain.
“Do not be so rash,” he said, gripping the hair atop his head in frustrated fear. “I never meant for you to— ”
“I know that, you doofus.” She jumped the last few feet to the earth, stumbling as she righted herself. The roar in his ears quieted somewhat as she glared up at him.
“I don’t want to cause you any problems, but we have to talk. Soon.”
She turned and walked toward the street, her dark cloak quickly hiding her from his worried, watchful gaze.
“The little idiot,” he snarled as he threw his shirt and boots on, throwing open his door and bolting down the stairs after her. “To think she walked alone in the streets and climbed the damned trellis three stories up. I’ve a mind to throttle her.”
But as he threw open the kitchen door and sprinted after her, he knew that while there were many, many things he’d like to do to her, throttling her was not one of them.
Thoughtless, beautiful fool.
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Leah kept looking over her shoulder all the way back to Lady Chesterfield’s house. She had the odd feeling that someone was following her. But even though she kept watch, she could never see anyone.
It was probably Avery, wishing he could kick her ass for sneaking into his bedroom and nearly getting him caught with his pants down.