His Hand-Me-Down Countess by Sorcha Mowbray

Author:Sorcha Mowbray
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: 0
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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THEO ARRIVED home to find the men occupied with table games. She greeted her husband and then retreated upstairs to change for dinner. She opted for a silk-and-cotton gown covered in an alternating pattern of flowers and dots underlaid by cream-and-blue banding.

The dress emphasized her neck but entirely covered her chest and arms. It was a demure dinner dress meant for a simple evening at home. She joined the men in the study to wait until dinner was served.

“Good evening.” She had met Cooper only the once at her wedding, and then, of course, she had seen him the night she visited The Market. He was a handsome blond devil with big, soulful brown eyes and the physique to rival any Greek god as depicted in the National Museum.

They both bowed. “Theo, you remember my friend Robert Cooper, Earl of Brougham. Cooper, my wife, Theodora Denton, the Countess of Stonemere.”

“Lovely to see you again, my lady.” Cooper bowed over her hand.

“Please, call me Theo. I know how close you are with Stone. You are all but family.” She clasped his hand in hers.

“Then by all means, call me Cooper or Brougham.”

Theo looked him over, squinted with one eye closed entirely, and then grinned. “Cooper, it is. You simply aren’t a Brougham.”

They all laughed and enjoyed a drink before dinner as Cooper regaled her with childhood stories of her husband. Soon enough, the dinner chime sounded, and the two men escorted her into the dining room.

Stone directed her to sit at the head of the table as he and Cooper each took a side. They continued to chat and laugh through dinner until Theo rose. “Well, I shall leave you two to your port.”

“Dash it all, I think I’d much rather continue this convivial little group. We should move to the study, where we can indulge in a drink while still enjoying ourselves.” Stone rose and assisted her.

“If you wish, Stone.” Theo couldn’t hide how pleased she was to continue their evening of frivolity. Soon they were in the study, reminiscing about their childhoods. Theo relayed a story of playing Poor Pussy with the village vicar back home. Her mother had been selected to be the kitty, and when she had reached the vicar and meowed pitifully, all while her face grew bright red, the poor man couldn’t keep a straight face. Instead, he laughed uproariously and wound up the poor pussy.

The men laughed with her until their sides hurt. Theo thought for certain Stone’s might split open.

“I have a wonderful idea,” her husband said suddenly. “Why don’t we play?”

“Play what?” Theo asked, still a bit befuddled from her mirth.

“Why, Poor Pussy, of course.” Stone schooled his features.

“A capital idea,” Cooper chimed in.

“Absolutely not,” Theo countermanded the men. She would not crawl about the floor in such a ridiculous manner. Not to mention, with some of the more erotic experiences she’d shared with her husband, the use of the word “pussy” had a whole new connotation for her that would make the game feel more awkward than it might have to start.

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