First Comes Love 01 - The Earl Next Door (2019) by Grey Amelia

Author:Grey, Amelia [Grey, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

A cold wash might work wonders for the body, but it did little to enhance peace of mind or comfort a turbulent soul, Lyon thought as he threw the daily newsprint aside and stood up in the tub. He stepped out and wrapped the towel around his waist before heading toward the window, which was now a daily ritual. He parted the top half of the drapery panels with the backs of his fingers and searched the garden.

The countess was nowhere in sight. Not that he expected her to be. Still, he looked every morning since the day he’d seen her standing under the trellis. He should have never told her he could see that section of her grounds from the window in his dressing chamber. She would probably never stop in that part of the garden again.

Letting the panel go, he walked over to where his clothing had been laid out and picked up his shirt. He’d tried to shake it off, but it still rankled that Adeline had told him she didn’t know if she’d been waiting for him last night or if any man would have fulfilled her desires. That was a damn good way to make a man feel like a convenience. He didn’t know what had made him ask the question. Maybe he’d had doubts because she’d been so willing. She’d felt so fresh and innocent in his arms it was almost as if she’d never been touched by a man. Damnation, he hadn’t had any misgivings about who had been in his arms. He didn’t think she had, either.

Until it was over.

He was now sure Lady Wake left her gloves in plain sight on purpose—as an invitation for Lyon to go to her. Knowing the other men at his table noticed them too, Lyon had made a show of picking them up, saying convincingly he’d have Brewster see to it they were returned immediately to Lady Wake.

But, of course, that’s not what he’d told his butler.

When he’d seen her standing in the lamplight dressed in the deliciously provocative black velvet robe with her long honey gold hair curling about her shoulders, he saw a beauty, tempting him beyond his control. And he’d wanted her madly.

Not just any woman. Her. And he thought she’d been waiting for him. Not just any man. Him.

She was a daunting, alluring vixen and had been since he’d first seen her. It troubled him that even after they’d come together, he didn’t know what she was feeling or thinking. She’d not only set his body on fire for her, she set his soul on fire for her, too. He knew her body had been satisfied, but what about her soul? Did she wake this morning thinking Lyon was the only man for her?

That’s sure as hell what he was thinking.

Lyon finished dressing and sat down to put on his boots. He sensed that his valet had come back into the room. The man was always quiet as a mouse and usually waited for Lyon to acknowledge him before speaking.

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