A Taste Of Honey by Christiane France

Author:Christiane France [France, Christiane]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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The fol owing morning, Antoine awoke feeling depressed and out-of-sorts. What little sleep he'd been able to

get had been ful of highly erotic dreams involving himself and Honey. Which wouldn't have been so bad, except each and every time he was on the verge of an orgasm, madame burst into the room, brandishing a fearsome red-hot poker and forced them apart.

Thankful y, he didn't have to wait long for his mother's secretary to return with the information he sought. He'd barely finished his pétit dejeuner and poured himself a second cup of coffee when his manservant entered the room and informed him that M'sieu. St. Armand was in the ante-room and craved a moment of his time.

"Send him in,” Antoine instructed, then waited for the manservant to withdraw and close the door before turning his attention to his visitor.

St. Amand looked younger, but was several years older than Antoine, and Antoine regarded him without

speaking for a moment. Final y, he put his cup and saucer back on the table, and said, “Wel ? You have good

news for me?"

"Very good news, my lord.” The secretary gave him a sly, self-satisfied smile. “What the madame told you was the truth. The servant you mentioned is the property of a guest—a certain English lord who was taken il while enjoying the amenities of the club. Something to do with eating oysters while drinking cognac. I understand the two do not agree and are known to cause a sick stomach."

"What English lord, pray tel ?"

"Your aunt's husband, Lord Whittlesea."

Antoine could not contain his surprise. “Whittlesea's here in Paris?"

"Not only is he here in Paris, my lord, the moment your mother heard he was il , she instructed me to send a carriage to fetch him. She felt it her duty to have him recuperate here in this house for a few days prior to returning to his home in England."

"Did she indeed?” Antoine smiled. “And how, may I ask, did my mother learn of Whittlesea's unfortunate

indisposition?"

St. Amand shrugged. “From me, of course. Who else? Forgive me, my lord, but since the man is married to her

sister, I thought she would wish to be informed of a certain disturbing rumor I'd heard was making the rounds."

"Perfect! And what about Whittlesea's servant?"

"That's where things became a trifle complicated."

Antoine frowned. “Complicated? In what way?"

"We both know the man is not a servant in the regular sense. And we both know his lordship swore to cease gambling and give up any romantic liaisons with young men of that particular type when he married your aunt. In fact, I believe these conditions were included in the marriage contract, yes?"

"That is my understanding, too. Did you ask the young man how he came to be involved with his lordship?"

"He said some months ago his lordship won him in a card game somewhere here in Paris. However, certain

arrangements had to be effected before he could join his lordship in England. His lordship left without giving him any money

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