My Wicked Earl by Kathleen Ayers

Author:Kathleen Ayers
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2019-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

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“I’m sure to be seated directly between Lady Cottingham and Lady Dobson, aren’t I?” I did not realize that searching for a suitable wife meant I was also to be tortured during dinner.” He greeted Cam, who along with Gray Covington’s guests, had stood at the announcement that dinner was served.

Cam snorted. “Then you misunderstood the nature of your request to my grandmother.”

“You don’t have to enjoy this so bloody much, ye smug pretty—”

Cam laughed at the insult and sauntered over to Lady Cottingham and her daughter. He bowed and extended out both arms to Lady Helen and her mother.

As Lady Cottingham took his arm she swayed a bit as if she would swoon.

Lady Helen assessed Cam with a somewhat lascivious turn of her lips.

Colin’s possible future countess was definitely not completely an innocent, if the look she gave the Marquess of Cambourne was any indication.

Ridley, ridiculous dandy that he was, took Miranda’s arm to lead her into dinner. He was looking down at her, lips pulled back from his teeth like a hyena or some other second-rate predator.

Colin longed to hit the man with his fist. What a satisfying crunch Ridley’s nose would make as it broke.

A stomp of a cane interrupted his plans for Ridley, followed by the feel of the cane as it whacked against his shin.

“You’ll escort me in, Lord Kilmaire. Do take that scowl off your features. Though I do not find you frightening, I would not wish you to scare the young ladies.”

“I am scowling because of the feel of your cane against my leg. Who knew a woman of your—”

“Do not say age, Lord Kilmaire or I shall swat you again.”

“I was going to say, demeanor.” Truthfully, he had been about to say age but the lady in question was wielding a weapon. Who knew the Dowager possessed such strength? He held out his arm and made a half bow, his eyes lifting a bit so that he could watch Ridley practically maul Miranda.

“Hhmmph,” she said, reaching for his arm. “I asked you to cease scowling.”

“Apologies, my lady.” Colin tucked her gloved hand through his arm and started forward, careful to measure his steps to hers.

Miranda and Ridley walked directly before him and the Dowager, so close that Colin could count the tiny satin clad buttons that wound down Miranda’s back. There were exactly twenty. He longed to undo each one of them. The sweet aroma of Ridley’s pomade met Colin’s nose, and he grimaced.

“Well?” The Dowager said in a low voice demanding his attention.

“You look lovely tonight, Lady Cambourne.”

Ridley’s nose appeared to be nuzzling Miranda’s neck.

“Don’t be obtuse, Lord Kilmaire. I’m in no mood for games though I appreciate the compliment. Between helping you find a bride and ensuring the eligibility of several gentlemen whom Sutton approves of for Miranda, I’m quite taxed. To the point of exhaustion.”

“Cam has implied that he doesn’t care for either of Miranda’s suitors.” I know I don’t.

“My granddaughter has a somewhat limited field from which to

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