6
Livvy was curled up in a chair in the library reading Glenarvon and enjoying every deliciously scandalous page when she heard Martin return. She couldn’t help but wonder what other errands he had seen to after he had taken her back to the townhouse. She closed her book and left her chair, creeping up to the library door. It was only open a crack, and she could hear Martin speaking.
“Everything go well this afternoon?” Harris inquired.
“Yes, perfect. I’ve an excellent mare at my disposal now, and a bit of jewelry should ease her temper a bit.”
Livvy winced. He truly thought so little of her that he would liken her to a broodmare? And jewelry was supposed to appease her? She balled her fists.
“Where is she, by the way?” Martin asked.
Sparking mad, Livvy shoved the library door open a
