How the Earl Entices by Anna Harrington

Author:Anna Harrington [Harrington, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Regency, Historical, Romance, General
ISBN: 9781641970396
Google: zwZgDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07DQS7GTH
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 2018-09-07T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Ross stepped protectively in front of Grace, who had paled as white as her night rail.

“Don’t be frightened.” He squeezed her arm to reassure her. “This is my brother Christopher.”

“That does not make this any better,” she bit out in a hissing whisper in his ear, her fear turning to simmering anger. She folded her arms over her breasts as she tried to hide behind him. “I’m in my night rail!”

Ross bit his cheek to keep from laughing. The brave woman who had tied him up and then coerced him into helping her had been stopped in her tracks by modesty. But he couldn’t hold back the possessiveness that warmed his chest at noting that she hadn’t cared about wearing the night rail in front of him.

“It’s all right,” Ross returned over his shoulder. He somehow managed to keep a straight face as he lied, “He’s going to be a vicar.”

A groan of mortification rose from her. “Not any better!”

He couldn’t help but laugh, and received a slap on the back from Grace.

He turned to face her, taking her shoulders and carefully keeping as much of her hidden from Kit’s view as possible. Odd, that he didn’t like the idea of his brother looking at her in her nightgown any more than she did. “Go change while I talk to Kit. I’ll introduce you when you’re dressed, all right?”

She gave a grudging nod, then leaned around him to shoot a murderous glare at his brother.

“Vicar,” Kit reminded her apologetically, holding up his hands in a gesture of innocence.

“Carlisle,” she flung back.

With a toss of her head, she stalked into the adjoining bedroom. The door slammed shut.

“So,” Kit drawled, amusement coloring his voice, “you’ve gotten yourself an asset.”

“I’ve gotten myself a hellcat,” Ross corrected with a grimace.

“And here I was, worried about you as a fugitive on the run, alone.” Kit grinned admiringly. “Not so alone after all.”

Ross leveled a quelling look at him. The very last person he wanted to discuss with his brother was Grace. That unwillingness was born of unrealized possession and utter confusion. And a hell of a lot of frustration. So he drawled instead, “Picking locks again, I see.”

Kit slipped the pistol into its holster beneath his jacket. “Practicing for the gaol cell they’re going to toss you into.”

“Thank God.”

He grinned as he hugged Christopher. Too many times in the past fortnight he’d been certain he’d never see his brother again. Now the rush of relief nearly overwhelmed him.

He slapped Kit’s shoulders as he stepped back. “Evelyn got the message to you without any problems, then?”

“You have no idea,” Kit muttered with a pained expression.

Ross laughed. “Thank heavens for bored shipping heiresses!”

He was more grateful than he could ever express to Evelyn Winslow for delivering the message, and to Kit for believing her. For the first time since he jumped into the Channel, he had hope.

“Ellsworth sent me here, but…” Perplexed, Kit glanced around the old groom’s quarters. “What is this place?”

“A property he lets out to an artist for use as a studio.

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