Quick, Amanda by Dangerous

Author:Dangerous [Dangerous]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-07-24T02:17:51.775000+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Prudence awoke abruptly, aware that something was wrong. This was the first night she and Sebastian

had gotten to sleep before dawn. The combination of the demands of their busy social life and

Sebastian’s lovemaking had somehow combined to keep her awake all night every night since her

marriage. She got the feeling that Sebastian was accustomed to staying up all night. He seemed in the

habit of not going to bed until after dawn.

Prudence had begun to wonder if she would ever be able to return to a normal schedule, one that

involved going to bed at a decent hour and getting up early in the mornings. Perhaps now that she had

mar-ried Sebastian she would be obliged to adapt to Town ways. The thought of being up all night for

the rest of her life was daunting.

She lay still for a moment. Ghostly remnants of a dream drifted through her mind. She concentrated, but

could not quite catch them. She thought she recalled black drapes blowing in front of a window that

opened out onto an endless night. But the image vanished almost at once.

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Then she realized that she was alone in the big bed. She turned on the pillow.

“Sebastian?”

“I’m here, Prue.”

She glanced toward the window and saw the large but rather fuzzy shape of him standing there. He had

his back to her, one hand braced against the sill. Prudence sat up against the pillows and reached for her

spectacles.

When she fumbled them into place on her nose she saw that Se-bastian had put on his black dressing

gown. He looked more like a

Fallen Angel than ever as he stood there gazing out into the night-darkened gardens. Lucifer was sitting

on the windowsill next to Sebas-tian. The cat was as intent on the night as Sebastian was.

“Are you having difficulty sleeping?” she asked softly as she lit the candle by the bed.

“I never sleep before dawn.”

“Oh. Then there is nothing wrong?”

“No.” His voice was dark and brooding. “Go back to sleep, Prue.”

Prudence ignored the instruction. She drew her knees up under the bedclothes and wrapped her arms

around them. “You may as well tell me what you are thinking about. I am unlikely to go back to sleep

with you standing there staring out the window like that. It makes me uneasy.”

Sebastian stroked Lucifer. “I’m sorry that I’m keeping you from your sleep.”

She smiled. “Well, you are, so you had best tell me what it is that you are contemplating so intently.

Otherwise I shall never get back to sleep.”

He glanced at her, momentarily amused. “I believe you mean that.”

“I do mean it.” Prudence rested her chin on her knees. “You are contemplating the investigation, are you

not?”

“Yes.”

“I thought that might be it.” Prudence hesitated. “I suspect you are thinking about Jeremy’s snuffbox.

You are no doubt trying to fig-ure out why it was in that chamber.”

“I have begun to wonder lately if you have developed a talent for reading my mind.”

“As you once observed, my lord, we are very much alike in our thinking processes.”

“Yes.” Sebastian stroked Lucifer in silence for a moment.

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