A Sight to Behold: A Regency Historical Romance (Miracles on Harley Street Book 1) by Sara Adrien

Author:Sara Adrien [Adrien, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2024-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for the woman of my dreams.

She’d heard him say it. Loud and clear.

Standing in the corridor between her grandfather’s library and the stairs to the servants’ section of Silvercrest Manor, Pippa nearly lost her footing. She’d wanted to seduce the statuesque young doctor, touch and kiss him everywhere, and longed to spend more time with him. But one thing had led to another, and now that she was here alone in the manor with him, and he’d told her that he was falling in love with her, it just didn’t seem real. So many wonderful things didn’t usually happen to her, and she wasn’t prepared to receive such a gift of fate. She’d been prepared to fight for it. Alas, she hadn’t even expected to come out victorious.

So, what now?

“Come on,” Pippa took his hand and dragged him down the hall, down a flight of only a few stairs. He followed her into a large kitchen.

The scent of buttery shortbread danced in the air, capturing his attention and beckoning him closer. It mingled with the fragrance of freshly brewed tea, creating an intoxicating aroma that enticed his senses. The subtle notes of salted butter and vanilla infused the space, weaving a thread of temptation that wrapped around Nick’s senses, leaving him entranced. Pippa radiated a magnetic charm. Her graceful movements carried an air of mystery, as if she held secrets yet to be discovered. Nick couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of urgency and excitement watching each of her steps and gestures.

Pippa’s features were cast in a soft and captivating glow in the flickering light of the crackling fire. Shadows played upon her face, highlighting the delicate contours. Nick’s heart quickened as he watched her, captivated by the interplay of light and shadow on her clavicle. A rucked layer of muslin covered her chest, but he couldn’t stop staring. There was something about how the strands of hair had fallen loose and touched her skin that reminded him of his dream. They’d been in the greenhouse, not a kitchen. But he’d grabbed her, laid her on the table, and climbed over her, kissing her gorgeous little nipples…

“Do you like milk in your tea?” Pippa interrupted his stream of thoughts.

“No, thank you.”

“Sugar?”

“Honey, if you have any.”

Pippa turned and rummaged around a high cabinet but couldn’t see the second shelf. There was a stool in the corner, and Nick picked it up, carried it to her, and set it at her feet. Every sound in the kitchen had a certain significance, drawing Nick further into the scene unfolding before him. The whispering rustle of Pippa’s dress against the rough bricks lining the walls created a sensory tapestry that enveloped Nick.

His eyes lingered on the polished wooden table, its surface gleaming under the warm glow of the fire. A fresh bowl of oranges stood as a vibrant centerpiece, each succulent piece tempting his gaze but none as much as Pippa. The bright color and inviting aroma

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