The Bride (11 page)

Excusing herself, Cinnamon rose. Near the piano her younger sisters, Cornelia, Lucretia, and Philomela, took turns looking through the stereoscope and giggling. Taking a playful swipe at their posteriors with her fan, she bypassed them and headed for the window where her father stood. He had lifted aside the heavy velvet drapes and was looking out onto the gaslit street.

A large man, raw-boned and robust, he had gray hair and side whiskers and an honest, friendly face, still tanned from his many years standing beneath crisp white sails. Her mother had tried through the years to smooth his rough edges but had yet to succeed—at least to her way of thinking. Cinnamon thought her father nearly perfect, always had.

He tapped his foot absently now and rubbed at his whiskers—two habits her mother considered common.

Glancing up as Cinnamon approached, he gave her a welcoming smile. “So you’re tired of hearing how the count’s grandfather singlehandedly defeated Napoleon, are you?”

She hid a smile behind her hand-painted fan. “Do you suppose there’s any truth to that tale?”

“I haven’t the faintest idea.” He let the curtain drop and lifted his wine glass, taking a sip. “But it does make him colorful.”

“And the center of attention,” she added. Cornelia, Lucretia, and Philomela appeared to have grown tired of the stereoscope and joined the group, chattering away like magpies, full of questions for the Italian count.

“Now, we mustn’t be too critical. Your sisters haven’t had the advantage of visiting the cream of European society as you have, my dear.”

If she thought for one moment her father was serious, she might have felt chastised. But she knew his opinion of her trip last summer, as well as the one Eugenia took the summer before when she had met Count Lorenzo.

“You seem distant tonight, Papa. Is something wrong?”

He set his glass on the ornately carved table, next to Caesar’s bust. “Wrong? No, I wouldn’t say that. But there is a matter I wish to discuss with you. Should have before tonight actually.”

“Why before tonight?”

“Cinnamon, Mr. Murphy, do come join us. Count Lorenzo is relating such a fascinating tale,” Mama called to them.

“He and Eugenia have met our queen, Papa.”

“Yes, I know, Philomela, though we must remember Victoria is not our queen.”

“Oh, Papa, don’t be such a fuddy-duddy.”

“Such language you use, Cornelia,” Mama said. “I can’t imagine where you get it.”

“Shall we join your mother, Cinnamon?” Patrick held out his arm. Her expression must have shown concern, for he patted her hand. “Don’t fret. We’ll talk later on this subject.”

“I’d be pleased to know what subject you’re referring to.”

“Later, my dear,” he said as they strolled across the drawing room toward the arrangement of scarlet settees.

Seated again, Cinnamon fluffed the folds of her wheat-colored silk gown with the Sevres blue velvet and black Chantilly lace, and wished she knew what was troubling Papa. Her lips thinned, then curved into a forced smile when her mother caught her eye. One of her daughters appearing vexed in public wasn’t acceptable as far as Kathleen Murphy was concerned.

When James, the very English butler Mama had imported from London, announced dinner, her mother rose, but Papa shook his head waving James aside.

“Whatever is wrong with you, Mr. Murphy? We are all assembled and quite ready to have our dinner, I’m sure.”

“I apologize for the delay, Mrs. Murphy. But I’ve invited someone else to join us.” Her father flipped open his pocket watch. “Someone I am eager for all of you to meet.” His eyes sought Cinnamon’s.

Her mother settled down onto the settee primly. “Where is this person?”

“He’ll be here.”

“Perhaps he was delayed,” added the count as he lifted his monocle.

“Delayed?” Cinnamon thought her mother said the word as if she’d never heard it before. “How utterly—”

“Ah, here he is now.”

The parlor doors opened, and before James could announce the visitor, her father rushed forward. He took the newcomer’s hand and shook it hardily, practically pulling him into the room.

“Welcome, my boy. Glad you could come. We are all assembled as my good wife would say. You must meet the family.”

Her father’s outburst hid Cinnamon’s gasp of surprise.

She watched, stunned, while her father presented her mother, sisters, and Count Lorenzo. Though their guest appeared slightly nervous, he was nonetheless gracious, making the appropriate comments—until his eyes met hers. Then his mouth dropped open, but no words emerged.

The Captain’s Conquest

The Traitor’s Embrace

Wild Southern Nights

To Love a Rebel

The Captain’s Captive

The Rebel’s Kiss

Sea Fires

Sea of Desire

Sea of Temptation

Sea of Christmas Miracles
(novella)

My Savage Heart

My Seaswept Heart

My Heavenly Heart

Splendor

The Renegade

The Rebel

The Rogue

By the Book

Déjà Vu
(novella)

The Wedding Cake
(novella)

The Bride
(novella)

My Savage Heart

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Sea of Temptation

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Sea of Desire

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The Captain’s Captive

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Traitor’s Embrace

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Christine Dorsey lives in Richmond, Virginia with her proof that there are “happily ever afters”, her husband of forty-five years, Chip. She has three grown children, a son and daughter-in-law, and four of the most delightful grandchildren imaginable... just ask her. She also has a Springer Spaniel puppy, Stella, who keeps the household more than lively. Besides her family and friends, reading, writing and love of the sea are her passions. The author of seventeen books and four novellas with more to come, Christine loves to share the stories and characters that had
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