Samantha James by The Seduction of an Unknown Lady

Samantha James by The Seduction of an Unknown Lady

Author:The Seduction of an Unknown Lady
Language: eng
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Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


She wrinkled her nose. “Why do you wish to know?”

“Well, if it’s not for me, I cannot help but wonder who it could possibly be for?”

“You’re very full of yourself, my lord!” she protested. “Very well then. It’s a gift for your brother.”

“Alec?” He was stupefied.

“Mmmm. Why are you so surprised?”

“I am not so surprised as I am jealous, sweet.”

“Well,” she demurred, “I’ve not forgotten how you once told me that most women find the Black Scotsman devastatingly handsome.”

“Yes, I recall precisely what I said. I asked if you would swoon if you should ever chance to meet him.”

Fionna placed the back of her hand on her forehead, closed her eyes, and pretended to sway.

Aidan lowered his head. Her breath fluttered like a leaf in the wind when his lips touched her ear. “Dazzle me with a smile again, and I’ll say no more.”

She did, flashing one that made him feel as if he’d been kicked in the gut.

The carriage rounded a corner, rocking her against him. Aidan slipped an arm around her, pleased that she didn’t draw away.

He studied her unobtrusively. She was gazing through the window, her shoulder tucked beneath his. Faith, but she was beautiful, and she didn’t even know it—which to him made her all the more so.

At times she appeared so sedate. But the lady was ever keen-eyed, often sharp-tongued…and vibrant. Always.

And tonight there was a new element, one he took immense pleasure in observing. She was sensual. Ripe. Her eyes brimmed with emotion. She brimmed.

A stab of undisguised desire shot through him. He wanted her. He wanted her quite badly. Fionna was incredibly strong-willed, but so was he. For now, he told himself, he would not rush her. He would bide his time, though it cost him dearly, and play it her way. Trust, he had learned, was not something that came easily to Miss Fionna Hawkes.

But in time the lovely lady would be his—for a will of iron was a particular trait that the McBrides had long possessed. What they wanted, they would have. Obstinate and stubborn, some might have called them. “Determined” and “decisive” were terms he suspected all of the McBrides would prefer to be called.

Fionna leaned forward, peering toward a town house where several footmen stood. The house was ablaze with lights.

“You’re not nervous, are you?”

“A little perhaps,” she admitted. “When we lived in the country, we attended numerous parties with nearby country squires. But I’ve never before met a duke. Especially a devastatingly handsome duke,” she teased.

He lifted his eyes heavenward. “Who could have known she could be so cruel? She but drives the knife deeper!”

The carriage rolled to a halt. The door swung open and they alighted from the carriage. Aidan pulled her hand into the crook of his elbow.

A white-gloved butler swung the door wide. “Good evening, my lord…Miss.” The man inclined his head politely.

“Good evening, Carlton. Where is Alec?”

A footman had stepped up to take their wraps.

“His Grace is in the drawing room, my lord. You are the first guests to arrive.



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