Catherine Coulter - Regency 04 by The Generous Earl ( Aka The Duke)

Author:The Generous Earl ( Aka The Duke) [Earl, The Generous]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-05T11:20:08+00:00

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and now I have paid the full price." He frowned and unconsciously gathered a mass of blond hair in his hand and smoothed it next to her face, off of the filthy floor. "I would most gladly roar at you in a most ungentlemanlike fashion, if you would only tell me what you're talking about." Huge amber eyes widened on his face. "Ye--ye don't know?" He nodded slowly, understanding dawning. He felt again her soft lips against his mouth, and heard her fiery, angry words. She 207 regretted it now. He should have been inordinately relieved, but instead, he felt sorry at what could not be. She gave a miniature sigh, thinking that with Ian, confession was quite an easy matter. And she had been such a braggart! "Ye don't think ... less of me?" Dammit, why did she persist in pushing the matter! He said shortly, not looking at her, "No, of course not." His conscience forced him to add, "You see, Brandy, it was as much my fault as yours." "Nay, Ian, ye mustn't shoulder any of the blame. 'Twas all my fault, for I didn't wish ye to know of my cowardice. I have paid full measure, but I might have hurt ye, too.

'Twas unforgivable." If only he would rant, if just a little. Could he not shout at her just once, like Grandmama? It dawned on him suddenly that their conversation was suspiciously like another held that long-ago evening. At least this time, it wasn't a matter of his being naked! He laughed and lightly touched his hand to her cheek. "I fear, little one, that we are again at cross-purposes. We shall begin at the beginning. Now, what exactly do you mean with all this cowardice talk?" "Oh," she whispered, "ye mean when ye were naked and I thought ye were talking about the London trip." She gazed up at him with such intensity that he felt himself quite naked once

again. "Stop thinking what you are thinking, Brandy," he ordered. "Very well," she sighed. "Cowardice?" he prodded. A slight flush stained her cheeks and she blurted out, "I've always been frightfully afraid of them. I think perhaps that one of the nasty beasts bit me when I was an infant!

Cantor is a lovely horse, truly, it is just that horses make me so

very skittish!" He could not help himself, and burst out laughing. "And here I thought you a bruising rider! All that bravado! That trick of nearly running me down --in truth, you couldn't stop Cantor?" "Aye," she whispered miserably. "I didn't want ye to think me not up to snuff! You're so _perfect at everything, whilst I am--was "Hush, Brandy! I am not perfect.

209 Indeed, I have more than my share of foibles. As to your so-called

cowardice, I think rather you were quite brave, mayhap foolishly so. You needn't have to prove your worth to anyone, do you understand?" "Ye don't mind that I am afraid of horses?" "Not at all," he said, laughter still lurking in his voice.

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