Seduction of a Widow by Tarah Scott & Laura Chandler

Author:Tarah Scott & Laura Chandler
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 0
Published: 2018-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Evan helped Leslie up onto her horse, then swung into the saddle of his mount and they rode side by side behind the wagon carrying Barnton. What the bloody hell had happened? He didn’t believe for an instant that Barnton simply fell from his horse. For all his faults, he was a superb horseman. In truth, while Evan had wanted Leslie to beat the earl, he hadn’t been sure she could. He glanced at her. She kept her gaze on the wagon, her mouth a tight, thin line. What had her so worried?

They reached the stables.

The baroness hurried toward them. “Take him to the house,” she ordered. “The side entrance.”

They continued to the house with everyone following at a fast walk. At the side door, Evan leapt from the saddle. Leslie dismounted before he reached her.

Sir Stirling reached the cart. “Lads, grab his shoulders.” Stirling grasped his legs while the driver and the footman grasped his head.

They lifted him from the wagon. Evan hurried ahead of them and opened the door. They entered a hallway and Evan took Barnton’s left leg from Stirling.

The baroness reached them, and said, “Take the stairs to the left. We will put him in his room. Louisa,” she called, “have Angus fetch the doctor right away.”

They took the stairs and Baroness Trent directed them to the first guestroom on the right. She pulled clothes from a drawer. A maid appeared in the doorway.

“Brenda, bring hot water right away,” the baroness said.

“Stirling, we had better get that bandage off him,” Drucker said.

Stirling nodded “Aye.”

They quickly replaced the makeshift bandage with a clean one. When the doctor arrived, Evan slipped away in search of Leslie. He found her in the Gold parlor, staring out the window that overlooked the east lawn. Clouds had moved in; thin sunlight lit the room.

She turned when he entered. “How is he?”

Evan nodded toward the divan to the left of the window. They sat, her with her hands clasped in her lap, and he said, “The doctor has arrived, so he is in good hands.”

Relief washed over her face.

He covered her hands with his and squeezed. “Are you unharmed?”

She nodded. “Only a little shaken.”

She looked more than a little shaken and he wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and assure her all was well. Instead, he released her hands and stretched an arm across the divan’s back.

“What happened?”

She released a breath. “I do not know. I had passed him. I heard him cry out, then his horse raced passed, dragging him.”

“Barnton is an expert horseman,” Evan said. “Did he become ill?”

“He looked perfectly fine when I passed him.”

“You passed him, you say?” Evan said.

She nodded.

“Do you believe you would have won the race?”

Leslie frowned. “What difference does that make?”

Evan studied her. “I wonder if he believed you were going to win.”

“I imagine he feared I would win,” she replied.

“Feared it enough to do something about it?”

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you saying, Mr. MacLaren?”

So, it was Mr.

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