“I believe we’ll be going now.”
“Yes, Mother.”
Once again, Lord Creighton took Mother’s arm, and we walked to the entryway, where we collected our coats and waited for him to ring for his car.
11
I was still chuckling as we stepped out of Lord Creighton’s car and entered the hotel.
“‘Don’t blow it,’ Mother? Really? If Gregor heard you, he’d blame Mark for being a bad influence.”
“Hardly, Mark. Remember, I have three older brothers who neglected to guard their tongues when they were unaware of my presence. Having said that, sometimes a little strong wording is what’s required to get through to a man.”
“This is why Lord Creighton would never be the right man for you. You’re a strong woman, and with the best will in the world, he seems to prefer a woman he can coddle.”
“He probably got that from his father. Lord John tended to be overprotective, especially after what the family went through during the First World War.”
“Oh?”