Free Midnight Kisses (Midnight Series) by Emily Bold Page A

erotic dreams in the middle of the day, she continued walking and inspected the house from every possible angle.
    “It’s lovely, Danielle. I don’t understand why you’re even hesitating!” Eliza cried out, pushing her fashionable headdress back into place. “It’s a great offer. You should take it.”
    Danielle nodded. Perhaps Eliza was right. For once in her life, why shouldn’t she just go ahead and take advantage when such a wonderful opportunity presented itself?
    She continued down the sidewalk so she could take a look at the back of the house, when she noticed an acquaintance from Essex on the opposite side of the road.
    “Mr. Foster? What a coincidence!” she called out, waving, and hurried across the street to greet him. Mr. Foster seemed startled at first, but quickly regained his composure and smiled. He lifted his hat.
    “Milady,” he bowed, kissing the back of her hand.
    “How nice to see you here. What brings you to London?” Danielle asked and motioned for Eliza to join them. “May I present Lady Eliza Bosworth, an old friend of mine, and this gentleman is Frank Foster. He’s been such great help these past few months. Mr. Foster took care of a lot of things for me. He helped clean out the laboratory, and return the instruments to Oxford University. Oh, he would have done so much more, but in my sentimental state of mind, I was able to part with only very few of Matt’s devices. Mr. Foster has been a godsend.”
    Eliza gave him her most charming smile. The fact that this gentleman seemed a little uncomfortable after she ended singing her praises completely escaped Danielle’s attention.
    “Maybe,” Eliza suggested enthusiastically, “Mr. Foster would like to join us tonight at the opera. There’s always room in our box for an extra guest.”
    Frank paused for a moment before responding to the offer.
    “Lady Bosworth, thank you so much for your kind invitation. I feel much obliged and would of course love to accompany you,” he thanked them after a moment of hesitation.
    “How lovely,” Eliza crooned. “Lord Weston will be joining us again, too, and  . . .  ”
    “He will?” Danielle interjected, and the obvious joy in her voice was unmistakable.
    “Oh, didn’t I mention? Well, Colin thought it imperative to apologize for last night. Which is why he had the invitation couriered first thing this morning.”
    Foster, whose face had drained entirely of color, slapped the flat of his hand against his forehead and shook his head apologetically.
    “I just remembered that I have a prior engagement for tonight. So sorry! But let me thank you once again for the invitation, and I hope you ladies have an enjoyable evening. Lady Langston, so nice to see you again. If you need any further assistance regarding your husband’s effects, please do not hesitate to call on me.”
    Danielle, who was secretly relieved that she wouldn’t need to entertain Foster all night, politely said her goodbyes and gave him a smile as he hurried off.
    She was already completely absorbed in the idea of seeing Devlin again. When she looked down at herself, she realized that the color black was not what she had in mind for the opera. Besides, after the way she had spent last night, it would have been hypocritical of her to still be wearing a mourning dress.

Chapter 8

    Danielle was standing in front of the mirror, hesitating. Eliza had taken a seat behind her on the edge of the bed and smiled a satisfied smile.
    “You look terrific. The green satin makes you look very mysterious. Are you sure you prefer wearing your hair down? Even though wearing it up is the latest fashion right now?” Eliza pondered.
    “I’m sure!”
    Determined to no longer let life pass her by, and, most importantly, to not let Devlin Weston get away again, she smoothed down her shiny locks and pinched her cheeks. But it was unnecessary, for her looking forward to seeing him again was enough to bathe her face in a rosy