She quickly left the library and hurried upstairs to her bedchamber. Tilly helped ready her for bed and Louisa pulled the bedclothes up.
Her heart was still racing. She tried to slow her breathing.
And eliminate Lord Danbury from her thoughts.
It proved impossible.
He was so cocky. So polished and suave. He made her feel as a gawky as a schoolgirl. She dreaded going riding with him tomorrow but knew she had no way to get out of the commitment. Fine. She would ride with him once and then tell Adalyn that her confidence had returned. Because riding with the extremely handsome Lord Danbury was a terrible idea. She feared she would concentrate more on him than her horse and that was never a good thing with an inexperienced rider.
Louisa tossed and turned, finding it hard to get comfortable.
And when she did finally fall asleep, she dreamed of the rogue.