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What Happens in London (Bevelstoke #2) Page 71
Author: Julia Quinn

He sobered instantly. “I’m so sorry, Lady Rudland. I did not see you there.”

“It was quite a scream,” she said dryly. Harry had only seen her up to now from across a room, but up close he could see that she did indeed look quite like her daughter. Her hair had some silver in it, and there were faint lines on her face, but the features were remarkably similar. If Lady Rudland was any indication, Olivia’s beauty would not dim.

“Mother,” Olivia said, “this is Sir Harry Valentine. He has let the house to the south.”

“Yes, I’d heard,” Lady Rudland said. “I am pleased to finally meet you.”

Harry could not tell if he heard a warning in her voice. I know you have been cavorting with my daughter? Or perhaps: Don’t think we will ever let you near her again.

Or maybe he was imagining the whole thing.

“What happened to Sebastian?” Harry asked.

“He dislocated his shoulder,” Olivia explained. “Vladimir fixed it.”

Harry didn’t know whether to be worried or impressed. “Vladimir?”

“Da,” Vladimir said proudly.

“It was…really…quite…” Olivia searched for words. “Remarkable,” she finally decided.

“I might have described it differently,” Sebastian put in.

“You were very brave,” she said, giving him a motherly nod.

“He has done this many times,” Alexei said, motioning to Vladimir. He looked down at Sebastian, who was still sitting on the floor, and said, “You will need-” He made a motion with his hand, then looked at Olivia. “It is for the pain.”

“Laudanum?”

“Yes. That is it.”

“I have some at home,” Harry confirmed. He put his hand on Sebastian’s shoulder.

“Aaaaaah!”

“Oh, sorry. Meant to grab your other shoulder.” Harry looked up at the rest of the room’s inhabitants, most of whom were looking at him as if he were a criminal. “I was trying to be reassuring. You know, pat on the shoulder and all that.”

“Perhaps we should take Seb back,” Edward suggested.

Harry nodded, helping his cousin to his feet. “You’ll stay with us for a few days?”

Sebastian nodded gratefully. As he headed for the door, he turned to Vladimir and said, “Spasibo.”

Vladimir smiled proudly and said that it was an honor to help such a great man.

The prince translated, then added, “I must agree. Your performance was magnificent.”

Harry exchanged an amused glance with Olivia. He couldn’t help it.

But Alexei was not done. “It would be my honor if you would be a guest at the party next week. It is to be at my cousin’s home. The ambassador. A celebration of Russian culture.” He looked back to the rest of the crowd. “You are all invited, of course.” He turned to Harry, and their eyes met. He shrugged, as if to say-even you.

Harry nodded his reply. It seemed he wasn’t to be done with the Russian prince just yet. If Olivia was going, he was going. That was all there was to it.

Lady Rudland thanked the prince for his kind invitation, then turned to Harry and said, “I think Mr. Grey needs to lie down.”

“Of course,” Harry murmured. He said his goodbyes and helped Sebastian to the drawing-room door. Olivia walked alongside, and when they reached the front door, she said, “Will you let me know how he is doing?”

He flashed her a very small, very secret smile. “Be at your window at six in the evening.”

He should have left right then. There were too many people milling about, and Sebastian was clearly in pain, but he could not resist one last look at her face. And in that moment he finally understood what people meant when they said someone’s eyes lit up.

Because when he told her to be at her window at six, she smiled. And when he looked into her eyes, it was as if the whole world was bathed in a soft, happy glow, and all of it, every little bit of good and fun and happiness-it all came from her. From this one woman, standing next to him at her front door in Mayfair.

And that was when he knew. It had happened. It had happened right there, in London.

Harry Valentine had fallen in love.

Chapter Nineteen

That evening, promptly at six, Olivia opened her window, leaned on the sill, and looked out.

And there was Harry, leaning on his windowsill, gazing up. He looked utterly delicious, his lips curved into the perfect smile, a little bit boyish, a little bit sly. She liked him like this, happy and relaxed. His dark hair was no longer neatly styled, and she was struck by a sudden urge to touch it, to run her fingers through, to muss it up even more.

Good heavens, she must be in love.

It should have been a revelation. She should have been struck down with the shock of it. But instead she just felt lovely. Perfectly, fabulously wonderful.

Love. Love. LOVE. She tested the word out in her mind, in different pitches and tones. They all sounded splendid.

Really, the emotion had a great deal to recommend it.

“Good evening,” she said, a silly grin on her face.

“Good evening to you.”

“Have you been waiting long?”

“Just a moment or two. You’re quite fantastically prompt.”

“I don’t believe in keeping people waiting,” she said. She leaned forward, and almost had enough courage to lick her lips. “Unless they deserve punishment.”

That seemed to intrigue him. He edged farther out his window, too, until they were both hanging just a little bit too far out. He looked as if he were going to speak, but then some devil must have overtaken him, because he burst out laughing.

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