Description : Dreaming of You
“Honestly Gavin, if Mama mentions that dreadful Lord Hensley once more I swear I shall scream,” Natalie Montrose stated vehemently, an exasperated scowl marring her delicate features as she kicked a stray stone from the well-worn footpath with the toe of her leather walking boot.
Gavin Montrose fought the urge to roll his eyes at his seventeen-year-old sister’s fervent declaration. He adored her, but his younger sibling had always had a penchant for the melodramatic, and thus he couldn’t resist ribbing her a bit. “Hensley is quite a catch, Nattie. Are you certain you’re not interested?” he asked, his voice deceptively ingenuous. He knew very well that she had long ago set her sights on their neighbor, Alfred Marshton, Viscount Pennworth, the young man she had harbored a not-so-secret affection for since childhood.
Natalie’s head whipped toward him, her blue eyes wide and her expression incredulous. “You must be joking! The man is aplete lecher, not to mention old enough to be my grandfather.”
“Yes, but he is an earl, and rich as Croesus as well,” he said with mock sincerity, repeating the offhandment their mother had made earlier that morning. “And considering his advanced age, odds are you will outlive him by a long stretch.” He fought the urge to chuckle as his sister gaped at him in outraged disbelief. “Who knows, if you’re fortunate you could be a wealthy young widow before too many years have passed,” he continued tongue-in-cheek, trying with increasing difficulty...