One Night of Sin by Gaelen Foley

Author:Gaelen Foley [Foley, Gaelen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9780749956004
Google: -s4YkgAACAAJ
Publisher: Piatkus Books
Published: 2011-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

NINE

“Becky, would you please hurry up?” came Alec’s third impatient call from the bottom of the grand marble staircase in Knight House.

“One minute—sorry!” Her heart fluttered with excitement as she peered into the mirror near the open door, seizing one last chance to make a hasty inspection of herself before going out on their evening’s adventure to the gaming house.

After a leisurely day spent resting and then playing dress-up with Alec, she could barely believe her own transformation. The gown he had picked out for her and insisted she wear from Her Grace’s borrowed collection was composed of white net over a sheath of pink satin, and trimmed with rows of dusky rose ribbon around the neckline, sleeves, and hem. It had a charming little bow tied in the front of the high waistline just beneath her bosom, but Becky’s favorite part of the costume was the adorable toque of rich rose satin and white lace.

The large sweeping plume of white feathers were a bit of a nuisance, but she liked the way the hat framed her face, her dark curls swinging jauntily below it on the sides. She looked so elegant she almost scared herself. “You’ll be fine,” she whispered, making absolutely sure she had nothing in her teeth, then smoothing skirts.

“Hullo? Becky? I’m wasting away of old age down here!”

“Coming!” Hurrying out of the chamber, she tingled with self-consciousness. She was dressed like a duchess and looked like a fine London lady, but the only thing that stopped her from feeling like an utter fraud was the appreciative glow in Alec’s eyes as his possessive gaze traveled over her.

“Highly acceptable, cherie,” he purred as she hurried down the stairs, the banister slippery under her hand in the white satin gloves.

“Are you sure this cravat looks all right?” Her handsome escort frowned a bit as she joined him, handling the small knot of his white neckcloth gingerly.

“I told you it does. Well, I did my best.”

Dressing him had been one of the most entertaining things she had ever done in her life, and she had earned that privilege because it seemed his valet had stormed out just last week in despair of ever receiving the back wages his master owed him. A very bad state of affairs for a London dandy.

“He’ll be back,” Alec had assured her with a grin. “Dressing me has made him a legend among his peers.”

“You’re so wonderfully modest,” she had teased him.

“Thank you, Miss Ward. I do try.”

Tonight he wore a formal black coat with clawhammer tails. The superb cut of the jacket accented the powerful breadth of his shoulders. Beneath it, his waistcoat was of snowy white silk. His lightweight wool trousers charcoal gray with a strap running under his elegant black shoes to keep them lying smooth and perfect down the front of his long-legged frame.

“You look thoroughly beautiful,” she assured him, and it was true.

“Humph.” His black chapeau-bras tucked flat beneath his arm, Alec was putting on his other white kid glove when he glanced up and watched her coming toward him.

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