Chapter 11
Cassidy stared across the ballroom at the Duke of Oakley’s manor for the small wedding reception of under fifty guests. The bride and groom finished their first dance and she clapped along with everyone else. It had been special to be part of Donna’s ceremony.
Once the dance was over, the music started again, and she saw Remy sitting at their table. She left the edge of the dance floor, where most people began to drift into a dance.
Remy sipped his champagne but stood the moment she joined him. She tugged on his arm, and asked, “Are you ready to dance, my lord?”
“My lord?” His eyes were bright as if on the verge of a laugh.
She pulled on his arms. “Come on, Remy.”
His hand went to her waist and a thrill raced through her. She held his arm and let him guide her. They hadn’t
