Heaven Made by Hoyt Saralynn

Author:Hoyt, Saralynn [Hoyt, Saralynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sheryl Hoyt
Published: 2012-10-19T21:00:00+00:00

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Sunlight streamed into the room, waking Ford from a deeply satisfying dream of making love to Sabrina. He sighed with pleasure, then grimaced in disgust as he tasted the inside of his own mouth. Good God, what had he eaten yesterday to create such a foul flavor? Then it all came flooding back to him in a rush of images. The club, O’Neill, the bushes, Roland and Freddy, and he needed to thank Mrs. Dixon. But not until he’d had a chance to brush his teeth and gargle some cologne.

Sabrina. She’d asked for him last night and he’d been too drunk to see her. She must think him a complete ass for ignoring her after the incredible night they’d shared. Okay, first the gargle, and then send a message to Sabrina, and then go thank the cook. Ford moved to get out of bed, but he had to sit back down as a wave of nausea rode over him. Getting drunk had been a very bad idea. One he didn’t think he’d make the mistake of repeating anytime soon.

"You feeling any better, Mr. Northcliffe?" Freddy stood in the doorway, bless his heart, carrying Ford’s grooming accoutrements.

"Better than I could be, I suppose."

"Well, that’s right good then." Freddy said, going to work immediately. "I’m thinking you’ll be wanting to clean yourself up a bit before facing the ladies. I’ve got a tub on its way. A good hot steam ought to fix you up fine."

"Thank you, Freddy. And can you have one of the maids send a note around to Mrs. Tremaine."

"Oh, she’s been asking about you all morning." Freddy put some tooth powder on a brush and dampened it then handed it to Ford. "We’ve been telling her you ‘ad a wee relapse last night and are still feeling a bit poorly. She nearly came rushing up, but Mrs. Dixon told ‘er you were still abed."

"It wasn’t necessary to lie to Mrs. Tremaine." Ford paused for a moment from brushing his teeth. "Did she believe you?"

"I ain’t one to know folks thoughts," Freddy said with a shrug. "But she didn’t look suspicious. ‘Ere now, let me give you a shave."

"Let me write this note first." Ford moved to his writing desk and pulled out a fresh piece of paper. Using his new fountain pen, he scribbled a message out and quickly folded and sealed it. No sense in letting the whole staff know about him and Sabrina sooner than was necessary. After all, they would eventually find out.

He handed the note to Freddy, assured that it would reach Sabrina safely. He just hoped she would understand and forgive him for being absent the night before. The letter was an apology and a confession that he had been out drinking the night before and that his staff was so loyal they’d lied for him to make him look better in her eyes. It was quite complimentary, really, when he gave it some thought.

The tub arrived and Freddy sent the message off with a maid.

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