His Lady Deceived by Cheryl Bolen

Author:Cheryl Bolen [Bolen, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Regency romance
Publisher: Harper & Appleton
Published: 2019-09-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Alfred’s fire had gone out during the night, and even though the velvet curtains were closed around his bed, his bedchamber was devilishly cold when he awakened. He threw off his blankets, hurried into his velvet robe, and padded to the casement. The lawns around Hedley were carpeted with snow.

Radcliff would finally get to hunt for that Yule log today. Alfred could not deny he would be awfully happy to get outdoors himself. Being shut away during winter in town wasn’t nearly as oppressive as it was when one was in the country. He supposed that was because when he was in the country he was accustomed to riding and shooting and enjoying all manner of outdoor activities. He’d always preferred country life to city life. Because of those activities.

While he stood there, the char girl came, started the fire in his grate in under two minutes, and quietly left.

The fire drew him like the face of a pretty actress . . . or the bosom of Lady Sarah Milton. He went to stand before the fire, ashamed of himself. Lady Sarah had many more attributes than a fine pair of breasts. And they weren’t all physical—though her physical attributes were abundant. Even the timbre of her voice was pleasant. The way she walked and held her cards with such grace could make most other women look masculine. Her eye for fashion was unerring. Her skill at the pianoforte was unmatched. And her intelligence! Granted, he’d only been with her for two days, but in that time he had been significantly impressed with her mind. She thought like a man.

He smiled to himself. She’d be furious if he ever said that in front of her.

Lady Sarah was not without flaws. Unlike other women, she was not attracted to him. Not that he minded. But while his mother was observing, he bloody well wished Lady Sarah would have appeared to have taken some kind of interest in him.

Also, behind that lilting, feminine voice of Lady Sarah’s lurked a sharp-tongued shrew. And one more detriment: he suspected the woman preferred Potts to him.

Which was all very good. Potts was a fine fellow. Potts deserved the lovely earl’s daughter. So why in the devil did it make Alfred so beastly angry that this lady preferred Potts?

He did want that money his mother promised. How likely was his mother to give it to him if Lady Sarah spent her time gushing over Potts?

His man came to assist him in dressing for the day. “Warm clothing, Marks. We’ll be going outside today.”

* * *

“Hah-wee-ett.” Charlie was up on his knees upon the seat of his parents’ sleigh, peering at his cousin, as the sleigh sped off. He was about to cry at the separation from the other child.

The frowning duchess eyed Sarah, who sat across from her. “He doesn’t understand why Harriett isn’t coming with us.”

Sarah smiled. “It would be hard to explain to a child Lord Dunsford’s exceedingly worry for the child’s mother.”

The duke and duchess chuckled.

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