A Kiss From a Rogue by Elisa Braden

Author:Elisa Braden [Braden, Elisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bow street runner, rescued from ruin series, sensual historical, victorian historical romance, steamy historical romance, Romance
Google: VDGlDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07ST2TLD4
Goodreads: 47177762
Publisher: Elisa Braden
Published: 2019-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

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“A pleasant home begins with a pleased wife, Mr. Hawthorn.” Lord Berne raised his cup of tea as though to toast his own wisdom. Hazel eyes twinkled. “Please her well.”

The other men surrounding Jonas chuckled and murmured their agreement.

“Aye,” said Reaver, clapping a giant hand on Jonas’s shoulder. “You’ll find it serves ye, most days. Though, I’ve found a little disagreement now and then to be a fine bit of pepper for the sauce, eh?”

More laughter and knowing smirks.

“As soon as you’ve settled into a house, give her a room of her own,” advised Lucien Wyatt, Viscount Atherbourne. The black-haired lord was another escapee from a painting—this one depicting a fallen angel or a dark, mythical god.

Many of the men agreed to his point—the tall, golden-haired Duke of Blackmore; the duke’s brother, Lord Colin; Lord Wallingham; Lord Berne; Holstoke.

“Wives adore having a sanctuary for their pursuits,” Atherbourne continued. “Mine is a painter. The finest portraitist I know.”

Tannenbrook nodded agreement. “No doubt of it. She is exceptional.” The blond giant warmed with affection. “My Viola has taken up the harp again. She turned one of the parlors into a music room and is teaching our daughters to play.” His smile took on the glow of a besotted male. “Their laughter is all the music I require.”

Dunston grinned and ran a hand over his bright-gold waistcoat. “I’ve turned the kitchens over to Maureen entirely. My only complaint is that I must triple my exercise to keep from overburdening my mount.”

“I’ve placed all of Steadwick Hall in Julia’s hands,” remarked Lord Wallingham. “No man’s home is so well ordered, I assure you. She rearranged the spices last week, first by name then by color. Remarkable woman.”

“Whenever she’s with child,” added Lord Colin, “Sarah produces quilts at a prodigious rate. Half of my music room is presently stacked with them.”

“Jane and I share two libraries,” offered Blackmore. “She prefers the old library, and I find I do agree. Whenever I wonder where she’s gone, it is the first place I search.” The man’s patrician features relaxed. Softened. “It is her favorite reading spot.” The duke pulled out his watch then glanced across the room toward his wife.

“Harrison, put that thing away,” ordered Dunston as though he’d said it to Blackmore a thousand times.

“Eugenia has two hat workshops,” remarked Holstoke. “She hasn’t said why she needs two, precisely. But it causes her to glow like a lantern. Sufficient reason to give her ten more, in my estimation.”

All this talk of houses and rooms and glowing wives chafed Jonas’s neck like the cravat Wallingham’s valet had wrapped too tightly. Bloody hell, he was choking.

It was also possible that he wanted to bed his wife. More than possible. He’d been careful not to look at her too much since they’d returned to Grimsgate.

But he felt her in his skin. He wanted her with every breath. He’d waited too damn long.

When could they leave, he wondered. Was now too soon?

“Another half-hour at most,” said a deep, quiet voice beside him.

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