Secrets of a Wedding Night by Valerie Bowman

Secrets of a Wedding Night by Valerie Bowman

Author:Valerie Bowman [Bowman, Valerie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2012-09-24T14:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 20

Devon wiped sweat from his brow and Lily noted with a funny feeling between her legs that his hair was mussed and his chest was perfect. The sheen of sweat that glistened over him made her imagine all sorts of things, specifically, his rock-hard body glistening above her, his muscles rippling as he hovered over her in bed.

A rush of heat burned her cheeks. She drew a deep breath.

Lady Eversly glanced back and forth between Lily and Devon. “Looking good, Colton,” she said in a voice that Lily found entirely too friendly. “Which one of you handsome men should I bet on?”

Devon nodded toward the manor house. “Don’t you think Eversly would wonder where his money’s gone?”

“Not,” Lady Eversly shot back, “if I win. Tell me, Ashbourne, which one of you is in more of a fighting mood today?”

“He is,” Lord Ashbourne said, cocking his head toward Devon. “But unless I mistake my guess, the bloke is about to forfeit this particular match.”

“I’m not forfeiting anything,” Devon growled at his friend.

Lady Eversly laughed. “You cannot blame him, Ashbourne. Everyone knows the rumor that he’s here for the weekend to seduce the writer of Secrets of a Wedding Night and it’s entirely possible that that particular lady is sitting atop a horse in front of him right now.”

Neither Devon nor Lily uttered a word. Their eyes met. Lily’s face burned with shame. She wished the earth would open up and swallow her.

Thankfully, Jordan Holloway broke the silence. “Don’t tell me you’re the author, Catherine,” he said, putting his hand over his heart in a mock sign of pain. “And here I’d always had such a good opinion of Eversly.”

“Hardly,” Lady Eversly snorted. “I’ve never been much for writing, but if you’re doling out lessons sometime, Ashbourne, do pay me a visit.”

Lily barely heard her companion’s scandalous words. Just then, Devon seemed to snap himself out of the trance he was in.

“The bet was completely overblown,” he said. “There’s no such thing as far as I’m concerned. In fact, that’s what I’m trying to tell Ashbourne here.”

“Pity,” Lady Eversly said with a catlike smile pinned to her face. “Because from what I can tell from my friend’s reaction to seeing you with your shirt off, you were just about to win.”

Jordan cleared his throat. “Yes, well—”

Lady Eversly cut him off. “Tell me, Lady Merrill, who do you think will win the bet?”

Lily eyed the group. Time stood still. She wanted to wipe the smug look from Catherine’s beautiful face.

Lily was tired. Tired of being preconceived by everyone. Devon, Annie, and now a complete stranger. She was predictable. She didn’t drink. She couldn’t possibly be the author of Secrets of a Wedding Night.

Lily clenched her teeth. Her gaze slid to Devon. He was gorgeous. There was no denying it. And all the women in the ton clearly wanted him.

Well, she wanted him too.

The idea that had begun forming in her mind ever since she’d encountered him at the theater took a full-formed shape.



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