Mad About the Earl by Christina Brooke

Author:Christina Brooke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9780312534134
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2012-01-02T22:00:00+00:00

When Griffin came in from his early-morning ride, he was astonished to find a bustle in his cavernous great hall.

Joshua and two footmen he’d never seen before carried two massive trunks upstairs and disappeared toward his bedchamber. Griffin went after them.

In his bedchamber, he found Dearlove standing in the midst of a sea of trunks and boxes, directing proceedings.

“What is all this?” Griffin snapped, though he knew very well what it was.

Dearlove permitted himself a smile. “Some items you left behind, my lord.”

If Dearlove included himself in that statement, Griffin couldn’t tell. He detected no reproach in his valet’s expression, then wondered at himself for caring. Did he actually feel guilty for not bringing the man with him?

“Most of your commissions in London have been fulfilled, my lord. Knowing your immediate needs, I ventured to bring with me a few things more suited to country wear.”

“You mean this isn’t the full extent of it?” Griffin was horrified and a little awed at his own unwitting extravagance.

“Oh, no, my lord. The rest is in your rooms at Montford House.”

He gazed about him. Hell. “When do you suppose I’m going to wear any of this?”

“If you will permit the impertinence, my lord, that is my concern.” He spread his hands. “The advantage to having a valet is that Your Lordship is not obliged to think about clothing at all.”

Griffin fingered his chin. He didn’t give his garments more than a passing thought now. But however that might be, Dearlove was here. He might as well make use of him.

“I’m to be married today, Dearlove,” he announced, and took a moment to enjoy the shock that passed over Dearlove’s usually impassive features.

“Then we shall choose something special for the occasion, my lord. But first, a shave, perhaps? And a haircut. Joshua!” Dearlove addressed Griffin’s sole manservant. “Bring hot water and towels. Quickly, now!”

As Griffin allowed himself to be primped and prodded, he mulled over the night before. Rosamund had seduced him quite effortlessly. He’d been putty in her hands, and now she must pay the price.

Oh, he knew things had gone too far for him to weasel out of a wedding now. On some level, he suspected he’d wanted to trap her just as much as she’d clearly set out to trap him with that shattering night of passion.

Finally, he would have Rosamund. Hot blood raced through his body at the thought.

But it was selfish of him to want her at the expense of her ultimate happiness. He was a bastard for letting her make the commitment before she knew the difficulties she was likely to face in becoming his wife.

If only he knew for certain whether there was a threat or not.

He was no closer to tracing the source of the rumor about new evidence in the murder of Simon Allbright. If old Sir William Drake, the justice of the peace, assured him no such evidence had been brought to his attention, he supposed he’d have to be content with that. He was not to be hauled off in irons just yet.

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