Chapter 5
The first rose arrived two days later. A beautiful deep red.
Jack was having breakfast with his mother and Lily.
When the footman first delivered the rose, the duchess and Lily immediately assumed it was for Lily even though the rose had been placed in front of Jack.
“Oh, how exciting. One of your admirers.”
“No, your grace,” Morely, the footman, spoke up. “The rose is for Lord Jackson.”
Jack pursed his lips as Morely left them. There was a note. He opened it and read it.
One.
That was the entire message, and though he recognized Granby’s elegant writing, he could not guess the meaning. He set down the note, out of reach of his mother, who he knew would snoop.
Lily was smiling, though. “It’s you who has an admirer, Jack. How lovely.”
He returned her smile. “I’m certa
