Captivated By His Kiss by unknow

Captivated By His Kiss by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-01-11T13:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FOUR

Promised?

Ivonne angled her head. She’d misheard. Her nerves and this hullabaloo with Captain Kirkpatrick had her hearing ridiculous things.

Silly goosecap.

Falcon hadn’t announced she was pledged to another. Had he?

She tried to read his expression in the muted light. What was he about? Trying to protect her? He almost sounded jealous.

The notion sent a delicious spark to her middle, and the warmth spread to other unmentionable parts in a most curious fashion. She shifted to alleviate the peculiar sensation.

He didn’t know that Captain Kirkpatrick wouldn’t rest until he unearthed her phantom intended. The widower wanted Garnkirk House. The one hundred eighty acre estate boasted prime hunting and fishing lands. The captain’s obsession with his hobbies bordered on unhealthy.

Falcon long absence from the ton had kept him ignorant of Kirkpatrick’s reputation. The wealthy ship captain’s questionable business association with several powerful peers permitted him the luxury of hovering on le beau monde’s outer fringes.

The widower would place a few prying questions in the right ears and the truth would out. Then where would she be? She expelled a controlled breath. As long as the captain turned his interest elsewhere, she didn’t care what on dit the chinwags bandied about. She was made of sterner stuff than that.

Or so she told herself.

A disturbance outside the arbor reined in her musings. The Earl of Luxmoore, the Duke of Harcourt, and Allen crowded into the already overfull bower. A herring packed tin allowed more room for movement. She wrinkled her nose. And possibly smelled better too.

She sneezed then sneezed again.

“Bless you.” Edwina produced a lacy scrap of cloth. “Have you need of a handkerchief?”

“Yes, thank you.” Ivonne accepted the linen and pressed it to her nose. The cloth offered some relief from Captain Kirkpatrick’s reeking person.

The cozy nook meant for two or three, now teemed with eight bodies, six of whom were muscular males, and one of those rivaled a gorilla in size, smell, and mannerisms.

Ivonne’s leg ached, and all of a sudden, she felt somewhat faint. The confined quarters, Falcon’s startling announcement, and the captain’s belligerent presence, along with her empty stomach, contributed to her light-headedness.

She attempted, without success, to shift away from the mass of bodies.

Captain Kirkpatrick’s intimidating form lurked before her.

No reprieve there.

Edmund stood mashed against her on the right. The arbor’s wall hindered movement to her immediate left. Both prevented her from easing away from Falcon’s solid form pressing into her from behind.

The latter she didn’t mind too much, truth to tell. In fact, the most outlandish urge to lean into him and wiggle her bum plagued her.

How would he react if I did?

The stale air and lack of food must have addled her senses.

Giving herself a mental shake, she peered at the new arrivals. She could scarcely make out who was who within the gloomy interior.

His countenance grim, Allen faced Captain Kirkpatrick. “I’ve asked you before, as has my father, to direct your attentions elsewhere. My sister is not now, nor will she ever be, available to consider your suit.



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