All Men Are Rogues by Sari Robins

Author:Sari Robins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Regency, historical romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9780061925795
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-05-04T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Evelyn could not sleep. She lay on her pallet, staring up at the timbers bracing the roof of the small cabin. Thirty-four posts. She’d counted every one, five times over. She was exhausted, but sleep evaded her like an elusive ghost taunting her with a naughty prank.

“Catch me if you can,” she whispered into the darkness. The moon hung shrouded in clouds, sending little light through the small window. The gloom perfectly matched her black mood. It had been two days of questioning Justin and getting few answers. They’d both surmised that the French plot was likely a cover-up for something else, but what, they did not know. All in all, if it weren’t for Justin’s improving health, Evelyn would have counted the last two days as a resounding failure.

She was feeling tired and irritable, yet restless energy infused her every time she had the opportunity for sleep. So she’d undertaken the lion’s share of Justin’s care, allowing Shah time to rest. Not that the trusty servant put her feet up much, between cooking and cleaning.

Evelyn had to admit—she was better suited to the nursing than she would ever be to cooking and cleaning. Moreover, forcing herself to be around Justin would eventually drive out the memory of his touch. That’s what she kept telling herself, anyway. It was deplorable how skittish she was around him; as if she’d never nursed a virile man she’d been intimate with! She almost giggled to herself at that thought.

What was decidedly not amusing was his response to her discomfiture. He tried to pretend he did not notice, yet somehow he always needed her help whenever he wanted to move. She’d almost caught him smiling a time or two but had yet to nail him. Lord, he was so much easier to deal with when he was unconscious.

She flipped over on the bedding, wishing someone would knock her over the head so she could finally rest. Trying for something uplifting, she tilted her ear toward the window. If she listened really hard, she might just be able to discern the creek bubbling past. But she could not hear much over Shah’s thundering snores emanating from the pallet across the room. Evelyn envied her ability to sleep so deeply that an earthquake wouldn’t wake her.

Evelyn heard a scraping in the room next door. She rose onto her elbow, listening intently. Someone was definitely in the kitchen. But she had not heard the door open, so it was likely their unsettling guest. Did he have no respect for the feelings of others? It was bad enough they were tending him slavishly, could he not at least let them sleep in peace?

She scrambled up, adjusted her skirts, brushed her hand across her braided hair, and tiptoed into the next room, ready to let her patient know who was in charge of this outfit. If he did not sleep, he would not recover. If he did not recuperate, they could never get back to London. Part of

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