An Invitation to Seduction by Lorraine Heath

Author:Lorraine Heath [Lorraine Heath]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
ISBN: 9780061745232
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2006-11-25T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

“I do believe Cook has outdone herself this morning,” Richard said as he began to cut into the slice of ham on his plate. “Everything smells incredibly delicious. Don’t you agree, Anne?”

From her place at the table, his sister shook her head and pressed a hand to her mouth. All three ladies were a bit off-color that morning. Seaweed green. No doubt a result of their excursion to the bathhouse.

He’d been standing by the window in the billiard room, waiting for Farthingham to take a shot, when he’d heard the commotion outside. He’d excused himself and followed the whispering, giggling ladies to the bathhouse, then kept watch to make certain no one disturbed them.

They’d stayed so long he was surprised that they hadn’t shriveled up into nothing.

“Miss Robertson, are you certain that I can’t fetch you a helping of eggs? Cook seasons them with some sort of rare spice, so they have a most distinct ?avoring that makes them a delightful gift to the palate.”

She gave him a scathing glare that might have sliced a lesser man to ribbons. “No, thank you. The tea will suffice.”

“Well, if you happen to change your mind, I’ll be only too glad to fill a plate for you with all the varied offerings designed to make a person’s mouth water.”

Narrowing her eyes at him, she pressed her fingers to her temples.

“Whatever is wrong, my sweet? Did something you ate during dinner not agree with you last night?” Farthingham asked.

“I suspect something following dinner agreed too much,” Richard said.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Kitty asked.

“I don’t enjoy that you’re miserable, but I certainly don’t mind goading you about your foolishness.”

“I feel as though Freddie and I have been left out of something quite important,” Farthingham said.

“I believe the ladies spent a bit of time at the bathhouse last night. How much wine, Anne? Two bottles, three?”

“Four, if you must know.”

Scoffing, Richard shook his head in amazement.

“I suppose you’ve never drunk to excess,” Kitty stated.

“Actually no. I prefer to keep my wits about me.”

“But wine makes it easier to talk,” Anne said.

“I’ve never noticed you having difficulty talking,” Richard said. “Too much wine can loosen one’s tongue, which is not the same as making it easier to converse.”

“I disagree. I’m certain without the wine, Kitty never would have confessed that Farthingham is an amazing kisser,” Lady Priscilla said.

“Prissy!” Kitty snapped.

Horror washed over Lady Priscilla’s face. “Oops! That was supposed to remain our little secret, wasn’t it? I’m dreadfully sorry. Truly I am. I simply forgot.”

“I don’t mind having my talents revealed,” Farthingham said, placing his elbow on the table, his chin in his palm. “Not at all. I’m quite pleased to know, my sweet, that you take such pleasure in my wooing of you.”

Kitty looked as though she wanted to die on the spot, and Richard was certain it wasn’t simply from the ill effects of having finally gone to bed in the wee hours before dawn with too much alcohol in her blood. She pushed back her chair.

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