Princes of Charming (Naughty Fairy Tales) by Fox Georgia

Author:Fox, Georgia [Fox, Georgia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2013-02-07T05:00:00+00:00

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An hour later she relaxed in a hipbath of warm, fragrant water and looked through her notebook, searching for names of clients with eligible daughters. Time to get the business of matchmaking underway. Nicholas Wilder wasn't going to be much help to her, his father even less so. But they might become obstacles. Therefore she must strike quickly, find a girl for Nick to fall in love with before he even knew what had hit him, and then collect the balance of her fee from Captain Wilder.

She leafed through the pages, studying each name. Surely one of these society gents must have a daughter they wouldn't object to marrying off to the heir of a vast fortune. If not she'd be reduced to plucking a woman out of thin air.

Polly was going through the wardrobe that evening, finding any old garments that her mistress might want to donate to the poor, as she did every winter.

"What about this peach silk, ma'am." The maid held up a ruffled evening-gown—the very first extravagant frock Drusilla had ever owned— with a daringly low-cut curaisse bodice and a train edged in white Alencon lace. The style was several years out of date and since she'd been in mourning black for six years, Drusilla had no chance to wear it anyway. But she'd kept it in her wardrobe because it was so beautiful and she couldn't bear to part with it.

"Perhaps, ma'am, if you don't want to let it go completely, I could use the material and make something new for you."

"That's a very kind thought, Polly." Drusilla watched from her bath as the maid held the silk gown up to herself and looked in the mirror. "That color does look exceptional next to your skin. Try it on."

"Oh, I couldn't ma'am."

"You certainly can." She smiled thoughtfully. "Indulge me. Go behind the screen and put it on."

While the maid disappeared, Drusilla turned her gaze back to the notebook, skimming over names, dimensions and the specifics of each client's preferences. Unfortunately it was very difficult to concentrate on the task when her mind was so full of her own preferences— and the afternoon of debauchery she'd just enjoyed in Brandon Wilder's hotel suite. How kind of him to indulge one of her fantasies, she thought idly.

"That handsome young man who came looking for you today, ma'am." Polly peeped around the screen. "He was very rude. Needs taking down a peg or two, if you ask me."

"Nicholas? Yes, he certainly does require a set down."

"Barged his way in, demanding to know where you were. I was about to clap the side of his head with a saucepan."

She chuckled. "I'm not sure he would have felt it, Polly. He has a very thick head."

"Threatened to sit and wait for you in the parlor, whether I liked it or not."

Drusilla turned a page of her book and ran a finger over the names. "How on earth did you get him out? Did you have to call Martha down?"

"Oh, no.

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