Minx
Chapter One
A few months later Dunford was sitting in his salon, taking tea with Belle. She had just stopped by to chat; he was glad for this unexpected visit since they didn't see quite as much of each other now that she was married.
"Are you certain that John isn't going to come barging over here with a gun and call me out?" Dunford teased.
"He's too busy for that sort of nonsense," she said with a smile.
"Too busy to indulge his possessive nature? How odd."
Belle shrugged. "He trusts you, and more importantly, he trusts me."
"A veritable paragon of virtue," Dunford said dryly, telling himself he was not the least bit jealous of his friend's marital bliss. "And how—"
A knock sounded at the door. They looked up to see Whatmough, Dunford's unflappable butler, standing in the doorway. "A solicitor has arrived, sit."
Dunford raised a brow. "A solicitor, you say. I cannot fathom why."
"He is most insistent, sir."
"Show him in then." Dunford turned to Belle and gave her a what-do-you-suppose-this-could-be shrug.
She smiled mischievously. "Intriguing."
"I'll say."
Whatmough ushered t ... read full excerpt from: Minx ebook
