To Love A Lord of London (Wardington Park; Raptures of Royalty)
novel.
    She’d given Amy a hug as though they were old friends. As though she actually loved her, and then she called her beautiful. Amy had never been so moved, and the smile that touched her lips had become real. There was something about the dowager that had made Amy feel more welcome than she had in years.
    And then Nathaniel had approached, all dark and handsome, holding her gaze as though she were the last woman on Earth. Exactly how Wardington had predicted it. He’d been spellbound, and Amy had felt the first rush of power, remembering Wardington’s instructions in the letter.

    L isten to everything I say , and do exactly as I tell you. If you do this, you will not fail… When planning to capture a man’s attention, many women will assume silence is best. Ignore that for the time being. The next assumption is to ignore the male, believing that he will chase you. That too is unlikely… which leads us to the truth of it all. When you see Nathaniel, this is what you will do.
    “Miss Ott. It’s so good to see you again.” His voice was just as deep and rich as she remembered… reminding her of their kiss… reminding her of his words right after it.
    She stayed focused. The corners of her lips lifted, “You as well, my lord.”

    W hen you speak to Nathaniel , look into his eyes and stare at him as though he were the only man in the room.
    “This must be your first event of the season.” His green eyes danced. “I didn’t see you at any others.”
    Witty reply. Witty reply. “Looking for me, were you?” Close one.
    He grinned, “I would not have missed you had you been present.”
    Listen to his words and respond appropriately… then give him something that makes him feel masculine.
    “Nor I you, my lord.”
    All men love to feel appreciated. Adored. And right when you make them feel like the king of the world...
    “I’d be delighted if I could have your first dance.”
    “I’m sorry. My first dance has already been promised to another.”

    C ut him off .
    And then she’d turned away from those piercing eyes. It had been the hardest thing she’d ever done. She hoped Nathaniel hadn’t seen the color that touched her face when Earl Cartridge had come to take her for their dance, which had been another thing arranged by the duke. When she’d seen the stunned look on his face, she’d known she’d done well. She’d succeeded.
    She went out onto the floor, listening to the earl talk, actually enjoying their conversation, all the while reminding herself of the duke’s final words.
    And don’t look back. Never look back. Wait for him to come for you, for he will come for you. But never look back, for in looking back, you relinquish your power.
    The song seemed to go on forever and by accident, the earl had said something about Nathaniel, which had caused her to look at him. Their gazes had locked. She tripped. The earl caught her, but it did not matter. She’d seen the smile that touched Nathaniel’s lips and immediately knew she was doomed.

    “ L ord Cartridge !” Sally called. “You’ve such grace when you dance.”
    The earl tipped his head to her and Christa. “Thank you, Duchess Hensman. Though, I believe my grace had more to do with my partner than anything else.”
    Amy flushed at the compliment. Such lies.
    Sally looked stricken then recovered. “Well, my daughter, Lady Christa, has been dancing much longer than Miss Ott. Were you to ask her, I’m sure we’d find ourselves in agreement.”
    Amy tried not to frown.
    “Duchess Hensman.”
    Amy stilled at the voice. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she turned and looked up into Nathaniel’s eyes before he turned back to her aunt. “Have you seen the Greece collection?”
    Sally fluttered her eyes, obviously confused by the lord’s sudden appearance. “Why, no, my lord. I have not.”
    Earl Cartridge broke in, cutting his blue eyes at Nathaniel. “I was just about to ask if she and Miss Ott would like a tour of my

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