Page 56 of Embracing the Earl (The St. Clairs 3)

“Of course, I wanted to dance with you.” He took her in his arms as the strains of a waltz began. “I’ve looked forward to this all night.”

Caroline seemed to float through the air. She was aware of his hand pressed to the small of her back, feeling the heat of it through her gown. He held her a bit closer than her previous partners had, her breasts grazing his chest, causing them to ache for his touch. She licked her lips nervously.

“You’re a success tonight,” Luke said. “Just as Evie’s will be a success.”

“I hope so.”

“I know so,” he said firmly. “You’ve worked diligently to make it so.”

She smiled. “I’ve had quite a bit of help from the many friends I’ve made since my return to London. Including you.”

“Including me,” he agreed happily. “I hope you’re pleased with my contributions regarding the tearoom.”

“You’ve hired the best cooks in London. I’m sure of that. You—and Cor—have helped tweak the dishes that will be served. And I love the idea of bringing in the blackboard which lists the special desserts offered each week. I wouldn’t have been able to open the tearoom at the same time as the bookstore without all of your help. I am in your debt.”

He grinned. “I rather like that. Should I get that in writing so I may call the chit in?”

She sensed her cheeks heating and glanced away.

“I know how I can claim my reward for all my hard work.”

Caroline glanced back at him. “How?”

“Accompany me to the theatre tomorrow night.”

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