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My lips curved into a smile.
Not as much of a pleasure as it was to meet her.
CHAPTER SIX – SOPHIE
Up Shit’s Creek Without a Paddle Boat
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
I was in so much trouble.
Hugo.
Lord Hugo.
The Earl of Exmoor.
The guy whose arse I’d chewed out yesterday.
I’d been in this bloody great house for five minutes, and I was already making a mess of it.
He held out his hand, and I took it, trying to ignore the shiver that ran down my spine.
“The pleasure is all mine, Miss Hopkins,” he said smoothly.
Yep.
Voice like butter.
There it was.
Oh, no.
No, no, no. Camilla was going to kill me.
Dead.
I was so frigging dead.
And why wasn’t I allowed to talk? They thought I was Camilla. I had to tell them I wasn’t before this got out of hand, but I knew the protocol.
I had to behave.
If only I’d told myself that yesterday before I’d mouthed off at him.
“This is Nancy, my assistant. If you have any queries, please do direct them to her. She will be helping you with this. Please, take a seat,” the duchess said, motioning to the sofas.
Did I look green?
I felt like I was going to throw up.
I sat down opposite her and Hugo, while Nancy took the seat next to me. “Your Ladyship, I—”
“I am very impressed with the plans you’ve drawn up,” she said, opening the binder. “It’s not too formal but is most certainly befitting a dowager duchess. I would like my mother-in-law to go over the menu before any final decisions are made, and I believe there’s also a choice of flower arrangements.”
“Yes, there is, but—”
“I have the final guest list for you, and I will have Nancy have someone bring that to your place of residence. Where is it that you’re staying?” The duchess looked over at me.
