I was standing frozen to the spot as the duke waited for me to say something. It was like my tongue was weighed down with concrete, I couldn’t seem to find the words.
“Celeste? Have you lost your voice? Did you need something?”
Yes, I very much need a new tongue that is currently not tied in knots. Or a handsome duke that is shirtless. At least I got one of the things I needed. “I… I…. need, I mean, not my needs but Mrs Dawson.” I started to fiddle with the buttons on my sleeves. “I mean, Mrs Dawson is looking for you. She thought I was still to be sent away in the car this morning.”
The duke walked towards me now, still rubbing the sweat from his head and back of his neck with the towel. “You are very kind to come and find me and inform me Celeste, but you were told what to do this mo
