Chapter Eight
Edward had been so annoyed at Elizabeth for forcing him to attend this silly function and then not even paying any attention to him. She had spent most of the time on the arm of some fellow he didn’t know and didn’t care to know.
Entirely on his own, he’d had to fight off the matchmaking-mamas and their doe-eyed daughters. He’d been very proud of himself for managing to avoid them as well as he had until Elizabeth had shown up by his side.
He’d never realized how very controlling his sister was—well, no, that wasn’t true. He’d always known how controlling she was; it was just that when they were young, he’d been bigger and older and had been able to bully her into submission. But she’d clearly grown up since then, and being a gentleman, he couldn’t very well argue with his
