How to Court a Covert Lady (Ladies Covert Academy Book 1) by Jenny Hartwell

Author:Jenny Hartwell [Hartwell, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, romance, Historical
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2023-01-30T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Long, nimble fingers stroked her breasts. Tingles shot down her chest to her very core. She moaned, pressing herself against his hands.

Jack’s hands.

His lips brushed against her, and she opened for him, his taste now familiar. His slick tongue tangled with hers.

More. He complied.

“Pippa.”

The world went hazy at the edges. Don’t leave.

Jack’s hand grew wispy, his mouth like fog. Where was he going?

“Pippa.”

He was shaking her, his hand on her shoulder.

Her eyes fluttered open. It wasn’t the languid face of her lover that met her gaze.

“Jane!” she screeched, jerking back.

Her cousin stepped back, her eyes glinting with humor. “Your mother said you’d likely be tired, but I didn’t think waking you up would be like resurrecting a corpse.”

Pippa blinked.

The sun streamed through the open curtains of her bedroom. She was in her rumpled night rail, and Jane, fresh in a lovely peach-colored day dress, stood at the side of her bed.

It had been a dream.

She ran her hand over her face, trying to cast off the last vestiges of her slumber. Had she spoken aloud? Her cheeks heated as she contemplated what her cousin might have witnessed while waking her.

“Was I…” Pippa cleared her throat. “Was I talking in my sleep?” She risked a peek at her cousin.

Jane shook her head. “You were a log. How late did you stay at the ball last night?”

Pippa recalled climbing through her window as the birds chirped an early morning welcome. She’d barely had the energy to don her night rail and stash her épée and male clothing before collapsing into bed.

“I don’t even recall,” she answered truthfully. “What time is it now?”

“It’s past noon. You need to get up.” Jane moved to one of the chairs by the window.

Pippa rolled out of bed, wincing when her arm brushed against the mattress. She’d best wear long sleeves today.

She poured water into a basin. “I know you love to see me, but I’m a bit surprised by the personal wake up.”

“We are needed at the LCA.” Jane paused. “It, ah, sounds urgent.”

Pippa spun around, water dripping from her face. “What’s going on?”

Jane toyed with the fabric of her skirt. “I’m not sure. I received a message from Lady Rowling this morning. She said all members needed to come. At once.”

Jane finally looked up, her brow knit with worry. Pippa’s stomach plummeted.

The LCA.

Oh, merciful heavens. Nothing could happen to it. Nothing would happen to it. It meant too much to her, to Jane, and to all the members.

Pippa rushed through the rest of her toilette. Jane was so distracted she didn’t even notice the bandage on Pippa’s arm when she dressed.

They flew down the stairs.

“Hello, darling,” her mother called out as they passed the sitting room. “Do come in and have a bit of tea.”

Jane shot Pippa a look.

“Actually, Aunt Josephine, we are in a bit of a rush.” Jane inched her way back from the doorway. “Emergency at the Ladies Charitable Association. We have to, erm, roll bandages for the militia. The need is quite urgent.

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