Because of You by Cathy Maxwell

Author:Cathy Maxwell [Maxwell, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780380797103
Google: SJmyIMPe6VAC
Amazon: 0380797100
Barnesnoble: 0380797100
Goodreads: 1223758
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1999-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The coach rolled by the church and the vicarage. The vicar’s wife stood in the open kitchen door. Many a time Samantha had stood in that very place to watch the goings-on in Sproule.

They passed the cemetery, the Ayleborough vault, and the graves of her parents. Samantha said a silent prayer to the souls of her parents, asking their blessing on this new turn her life had taken.

Someone nudged her elbow and she was surprised to see the duke holding out his handkerchief. She accepted it and thanked him profusely, aware that the more she went on about his small kindness, the deeper Yale frowned.

Ayleborough glanced at his brother’s scowl and smiled at her. She returned the smile. She liked him.

She might even trust him.

Yale cleared his throat as if to remind them of his presence. Beneath her lashes, she slid a look at her husband. He was staring out of the opposite window, but she knew he was aware of everything. He shifted, his leg rubbing against hers. Ignoring the erratic beat of her heart, she very deliberately moved her leg away.

“Yale, tell us what you’ve been doing these eleven years.” Ayleborough asked.

“A little of this, a bit of that,” came the infuriating answer.

Samantha’s gaze met the duke’s and she rolled her eyes heavenward. He openly grinned back at her.

Yale caught the grin. “What is so funny?”

“Nothing, brother,” Ayleborough said.

“Perhaps since he doesn’t feel like expanding on your very reasonable question, Your Grace,”

Samantha said in her sweetest voice, “would you tell us about your new son?”

She’d hit the topic closest to Ayleborough’s heart. He launched into a description of each of his three sons. He was a proud father. Nor did he hide his affection for his wife, Marion. He quite adored her and said as much. They’d named the new baby after her father, Charles.

From the moment Ayleborough had started speaking, Yale had closed his eyes, but Samantha was certain he feigned sleep.

“What are the other boys’ names?” she asked.

“John and Matthew,” Ayleborough answered. “I had no desire to give them outlandish names like Wayland and Yale. Our father was a renowned Anglo-Saxon scholar. Silly names, if you ask me. Our sister’s name is Twyla. You will meet her in London, too.”

“Does she have children?” Samantha asked.

“Two girls, Louise and Christine, and two boys, Arthur and Douglas.”

Samantha couldn’t resist saying in Yale’s direction, “I had no idea you were an uncle, Yale.” The name still sounded foreign to her.

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