An Offer From a Gentleman (Cinderella)

Chapter 21

“I picked that one up on a hike,” Benedict said softly. “It happened to be the day my father died.”

“Oh!” Sophie dropped the rock back on the pile as if burned. “I’m so sorry.”

“It was long ago.”

“I’m still sorry.”

He smiled sadly. “As am I.” Then he coughed, so hard that he had to lean against the wall.

“You need to get warm,” Sophie said quickly. “Let me get to work on that fire.”

Benedict tossed a bundle of clothing onto the bed. “For you,” he said simply.

“Thank you,” she said, keeping her attention focused on the small furnace. It was dangerous to remain in the same room as him. She didn’t think he was likely to make an untoward advance; he was far too much of a gentleman to foist himself on a woman he barely knew. No, the danger lay squarely within herself. Frankly, she was terrified that if she spent too much time in his company she might fall head over heels in love.

And what would that get her?

Nothing but a broken heart.

Sophie huddled in front of the small iron furnace for several minutes, stoking the flame until she was confident that it would not flicker out. “There,” she announced once she was satisfied. She stood up, arching her back slightly as she stretched and turned around. “That should take care of—Oh my!”

Benedict Bridgerton looked positively green.

“Are you all right?” she asked, hurrying to his side.

“Don’ feel too well,” he slurred, leaning heavily against the bedpost. He sounded vaguely intoxicated, but Sophie had been in his company for at least two hours, and she knew that he had not been drinking.

“You need to get into bed,” she said, stumbling under his weight when he decided to lean against her instead of the bedpost.

He grinned. “You coming?”

She lurched back. “Now I know you’re feverish.”

He lifted his hand to touch his forehead, but he smacked his nose instead. “Ow!” he yelped.

Sophie winced in sympathy.

His hand crept up to

It was horribly familiar of her, but a man’s health was at stake, so Sophie reached out and touched her hand to his brow. It wasn’t burning, but it certainly wasn’t cool. “You need to get out of those wet clothes,” she said. “Immediately.”

Benedict looked down, blinking as if the sight of his sodden clothing was a surprise. “Yes,” he murmured thoughtfully. “Yes, I believe I do.” His fingers went

out again. She made quick work of the buttons, doing her best to keep her gaze averted

He didn’t say anything in reply, so she looked up. His eyes were closed, and his entire body was swaying slightly. If he weren’t standing up, she’d have sworn that he was asleep.

“Mr. Bridgerton?” she asked softly. “Mr. Bridgerton!”

Benedict’s head jerked up violently. “What? What?”

“You fell asleep.”

He blinked confusedly. “Is there a reason that’s bad?”

“You can’t fall asleep in your clothing.”

He looked down. “How’d my shirt get undone?”

Sophie ignored the question, instead nudging him until his behind was leaning against the mattress. “Sit,” she ordered.

She must have sounded suitably bossy, because he did.

“Have you something dry we can change you into?” she asked.

He shrugged the shirt off,

“Well, tonight I think you should, and—What are you doing?”

He looked over at her as if she’d asked the most inane question in the

“Couldn’t you at least wait until I’d turned my back?”

He stared at her blankly.

She stared back.

He stared some more. Finally, he said, “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Aren’t you going to turn your back?”

“Oh!” she yelped, spinning around as if someone had lit a fire under her feet.

a virgin—and given her behavior, he rather suspected she was—she’d surely seen a male form before. Housemaids were always slipping in and out of rooms without

literally to peel them from his skin. When

With surprise, he realized the sight of her made him smile.

was starting to feel a bit sluggish, and it took him two tries before he was able to lift his leg high enough to climb into bed. With considerable effort he leaned forward and grabbed the edge of his coverlet, dragging it over his body. Then, completely worn-out, he sagged back against the pillows and

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