Edith Layton by Gypsy Lover

Edith Layton by Gypsy Lover

Author:Gypsy Lover
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


“Miss Shaw!” the viscount exclaimed as he rose to his feet when Meg entered the room. “Behold me ravished.”

“Or so you wish,” Daffyd muttered to him, as he, too, stood.

“Naughty,” his half brother said. “But look at our Miss Shaw. She blooms. Pray do not go into my gardens today, my dear, lest all the roses wilt from pure shame.”

“It’s a lovely gown,” Meg said. The maids had stitched her into it and now it fit to perfection. It was only muslin, but she’d never felt so stylish. “Thank you for the use of it. If you would kindly submit a bill to me, I will see you reimbursed.”

“Oh, never!” the viscount said, a hand up in mock alarm.

“Oh, yes,” Meg said sternly. “I pay my way in this world, my lord. Please understand it’s important for me to do so.” She hoped her meager savings would cover the expense. Though the dress was village made, it was more elegant than many she’d seen. She hoped the seamstress’s village wasn’t really London, after all.

“As you will,” the viscount said with a bow.

Daffyd smiled.

“But I do appreciate it,” Meg went on. “I had nothing better with me. My other gowns didn’t suit your lovely home,” she said as she gazed around, taking in her surroundings.

The room they were in was clearly done by Adams; he’d used his favorite colors. The walls were blue, their borders gold, and the ceiling high above was painted with pastoral scenes of happy half-dressed peasants, all done in rose and green and gold, against a brilliantly azure sky.

Daffyd looked only at Meg. He knew what her body felt like next to his. He’d seen her figure silhouetted against the firelight. But now at last he saw what she looked like without her usual drab coverings.

Her arms, the skin at her neck and breast, every part of her shapely body that emerged from the flimsy gown, was smooth and pearlescent. She wore no locket at that white breast, but she didn’t need any adornment. Her figure was perfect for the style, as well as for any man he’d ever known. She had firm, high breasts, a slender waist, and—for a small woman—legs that looked long as well. At least, long enough to suit him.

She’d never looked better. It was the color, or the gown, or being in his half brother’s house, but now she carried herself with more confidence. He realized she must know how the coral color made her eyes glow amber brown and showed how subtly the sunlight had blushed her cheeks.

Or was she actually blushing? He didn’t blame her, he thought with a sudden frown. Lee was eyeing her as though she was one of those scantily clad maidens on the ceiling above them.

“Tea will be in a bit, my dear,” the viscount said. “So should you like a tour of my gardens until then?”

Meg looked at Daffyd. His face seemed to darken with some lowering mood, but he didn’t say anything. She remembered



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