Irish Hope by Donna Fletcher

Author:Donna Fletcher [Fletcher, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“Out!” Colin shouted. “Out and stay out!”

“Do not yell at the lad,” Kathleen scolded, holding the soft wool blanket up over her bare breasts.

Colin looked ready to kill. Ever since two nights ago when he had tucked Harold safely and soundly into bed, the lad had plagued him. He seemed dauntless in his intentions of disrupting his social life. Whenever he was with a woman Harold suddenly appeared. And if it was not Harold it was Lady. She would whine and grumble and make a complete nuisance of herself until Colin finally paid attention to her.

He felt as if his intimate life was being sabotaged and he had no intention of allowing it to happen. It stopped here and now.

“Go away, Harold,” he ordered, sitting up in bed and glaring at the lad who peeked around the edge of the door.

“But the Devil wants you,” Hope insisted, though the Devil had only mentioned Colin’s name, never actually demanded his presence. Hope merely wanted to make certain that Colin’s interlude was interrupted. She had of late felt the need to rescue him from senseless liaisons. She told herself it was for his own good, that if he thought of it he would realize that he should concentrate on a permanent relationship, not on meaningless encounters.

At least, she attempted to convince herself of that.

“I think you need to talk with the lad,” Kathleen said, disturbed by the interruption since the last three times Colin and she attempted to get together, Harold had interrupted. “He needs some fatherly advice.”

“I am not his father,” Colin said in a harsh whisper.

“You are a fatherly figure to him and have looked after him since first finding him. He is your responsibility.”

Colin mumbled incoherently beneath his breath as he threw the bed covers off himself and stood.

Hope quickly diverted her eyes from his naked body, then, realizing she had no reason not to look upon him, took full advantage of the fact that she was thought of as a boy. She watched Colin with indifference as he shoved his garments on in annoyance.

He possessed a magnificent body, lean and muscled and flowing in a fluid strength that pleased the eyes and senses. Kathleen seemed to agree, watching him with an appreciative eye herself.

“I will be back momentarily,” Colin said with certainty.

Kathleen laughed. “Somehow I doubt that.”

He sent her a scathing look for doubting his word.

She thought better of her remark. “But I will wait with high hopes of your immediate return.”

“I suggest that you do,” he said with none of his usual charm.

Hope decided now would be a good time to take her leave. She had accomplished what she had set out to do, keeping him from Kathleen’s bed. She slowly moved away from the door.

“Do not dare move,” Colin shouted, approaching the partially closed door with determined strides.

Hope almost ran, but thought better of it. Colin would only search her out, and then? She leaned against the stone wall, waiting for him.

Colin ran his fingers through his tousled dark hair.

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