Angel's Devil by Suzanne Enoch

Author:Suzanne Enoch [Enoch, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Love Stories, Historical, Adult, Historical Fiction, London (England)
ISBN: 9780380780235
Google: mKQLAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0380780232
Publisher: Avon Books
Published: 1995-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

"My lord, several coaches are approaching."

James looked up from his perusal of the estate ledgers and nodded at his butler. "Thank you, Simms. Alert the horde, and I'll be along in a few moments."

A minute later four pairs of feet ran past his office, to the accompanying sound of children's excited laughter and a large dog barking, and he sat back and smiled. His household, it seemed, was about to become even more boisterous. His life had given him little exposure to children, and to his surprise he was beginning to believe he had been missing something.

Yesterday, after he had witnessed his nodcock cousin kissing Angelique with all the finesse of a bull in a china shop, he had begun to wonder what might have happened if he had stayed in London and Simon had been the one to go off to war. It was fairly obvious Angelique was set on some sort of escape from her parents, and had settled on his cousin as the one to set her free. From her words in the library, it seemed she'd realized she wanted more from Simon than that. For the past few days James had been trying to visualize her in the dark rooms of Turbin Hall, and had been completely unable to conjure the image. Turbin was no place for a sprite such as Angel.

Hearing her laughter as she greeted Lily Stanfred some fifteen minutes later cheered him considerably. He noted that while he received a smile from Miss Stanfred, Simon had somehow earned an on dit about the girl's dressmaker and apparently found it highly amusing.

The Graham twins had young Jeremy Stanfred by the arms as they dragged him toward the stables. James herded the remaining guests inside to their respective bedchambers, and announced that they would be picnicking by the lake at noon.

That accomplished, he made his way up to the attic to recover the fishing poles he had dug out yesterday. On the way down, he paused by his grandmother's bedchamber and rapped on the door. At her acknowledgment he entered. "The Stanfreds have arrived," he told her, leaning against the door frame.

Elizabeth looked up from the dressing table as her maid finished putting up her-long white hair. "I would have to be deaf or dead not to know that," she returned.

"Do you picnic with us?" he asked, grinning at her caustic words.

She grimaced. "You and your al fresco dining." She sighed. "As matron of the house and the only proprietor of proper behavior in the family, I suppose I must."

"Yes, Grandmama." He pushed away from the frame.

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