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Ivy Duffy trips down the velvety carpet, her dark hair pinned in braids to the top of her head and dressed in a pair of sli jeans and a painter’s senuinely pleased to see us “It’s so lovely to see you all again Lady Isla,” she adds, bea

“It’s just Isla,” she insists in her usual way

Greetings and aded before Ivy moves her attention to me, and Isla moves hers to her sons

“Holly, I’m so pleased you could coht and h I didn’t know you and the duke’s brother were a thing”

“What?” How does she know? “It’s kind of recent”

“I thought—well, it doesn’t ht Or maybe you could come and find me later, and I’ll tell you all about my observations from our stay at Kilblair”

“Sure,” I answer uncertainly because whatever she’s offering is about as clear as a cup of mud

“And you’ll have to forgive ether,” she says, sliding her ar us in the direction of the door “I mean, I’m no prude, but when he ised to him, too”

“Apologised to him for what?” I ask warily

“I had to tell hi laugh and an inconsequential wave of her hand “But the roo plan and obviously ly”

“Oh, well What can I say?” Except I’ht kill him

“From your expression, it looks like you’ll have quite a bit to say about it At least, when you see the man himself”

“I think I ht find one or tords for him” Rude ones

At the door, Ivy directs us to follow a pair of guys in khakis and polo shirts to our roouests Isla and the boys are in the suite a couple of doors down froh as the boys are quick to point out, they’ll actually be sleeping in Alistair’s playrooht in tepee-style tents

“A quick refresh and I’ll take them to find the nanny,” Isla says

“Do you want me to do it?”