Noble Scoundrel (Peril & Persuasion Book 1) by Amy Sandas

Author:Amy Sandas [Sandas, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Regency, Regency Romance, Historical Romance, Alpha Hero, Steamy Romance
Publisher: Amy Sandas
Published: 2020-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

The next afternoon, Katherine stepped outside dressed for an outing, infernal bonnet and all. The day was perfect for a drive. Warm and breezy with dappled sunlight filtering through the trees that lined their street in Mayfair. It was odd to think an enemy could be lurking nearby, waiting for another chance to make a move.

With a cautious gaze, she looked up and down the street for anyone who might appear out of place.

She saw nothing unusual.

She did, however, see Hale, dressed in fawn breeches and a black coat, waiting beside the open-top barouche. He wore no hat, but his hair was secured in a neat queue and a neckcloth completed the look. Even if he put forth true effort, Hale wasn’t a man who’d ever look polished or refined. He was too rugged and bold for such descriptors and Katherine rather liked him that way.

Not that she’d ever tell him that.

Keeping her expression as indifferent as possible, she glanced away from the bodyguard to note that Mr. Newton was in the driver’s seat and one of the footmen who’d begun training with Hale had taken position in the back.

As she stood poised at the top of her front steps, Hale turned from where he’d been talking in low tones with Newton. When his verdant gaze fell on her, his mouth curved into a smile. But this wasn’t one of his twisted smirks or a brazen grin. It was a simple expression of pleasure and it curled her toes.

With her knees gone a bit wobbly, she continued down the front steps to Hale’s side. “Are we ready?”

He bowed with a wide gesture of his hand. “Just waiting for you, duchess.”

Still unsettled from the effect of his smile, she replied stiffly, “I believe I told you not to call me that. It’s inappropriate.”

His smile tipped into wickedness. “Exactly why I won’t stop doing it.” He leaned toward her as a lock of his tawny hair slipped free from his queue to brush his hard cheekbone. “You should know by now that I live for being inappropriate.”

Looking up at him with an earnest expression, she noted, “And you should know by now that I expect you to do as I say.”

His grin faltered as heat flared in his eyes a moment before the green darkened to a mysterious, sensual shade. He cleared his throat in a way that had her low belly clenching deliciously. “I do know it.” His voice lowered even further until his next words were nothing more than a velvet murmur. “Someday, sweet dove, I hope you’ll let me show you just how enjoyable it is to do what I say.”

Her breath faltered at the thought. But it wasn’t a rush of anxiety claiming her at the idea of handing control to this man. Because she knew he intended his words to be taken in a sensual context, the possibility of what he suggested inspired a tingling sort of eager expectation.

Flashing a smile that was both dangerous and—Lord, help her—exciting, he offered a hand to assist her into the carriage.

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