Sleepless at Midnight by Jacquie D'Alessandro

Author:Jacquie D'Alessandro [D'Alessandro, Jacquie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, General, Fiction - Romance, American Light Romantic Fiction, Romance: Historical, Romance & Sagas, Romance - Historical, Historical, Nobility
ISBN: 9780061231384
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2007-06-06T04:00:00+00:00

Wearing only her loosely knotted robe, Sarah added several drops of lavender oil to the steaming water in the copper tub set up before the fireplace in her bedchamber. She dipped her fingers beneath the surface and slowly stirred, noting that the hot water would need to cool a bit before she entered. But that was fine. She had plenty to keep her occupied. Turning, she stared at the man sitting across from her on the settee. The dim light from the low burning fire cast him in intriguing shadows, and her pulse quickened just gazing upon him. Her avid gaze moved over him, taking in broad shoulders covered in a snowy linen shirt, loosely tied cravat, black breeches and boots. He remained utterly still, utterly silent, as if waiting to obey her every command. A smile curved her lips.

Franklin N. Stein was indeed the Perfect Man.

Well, except for the fact that his right leg was somewhat fatter than his left. But that was only because they’d run out of stuffing. Of course, they wouldn’t have run out of stuffing if they hadn’t, amidst much giggling, overly gifted Franklin in other areas of his breeches in a manner that surely wasn’t anatomically possible.

And there was the slight problem of him not having any hands. And the slightly larger problem of him not having a head.

Sarah frowned at the headless yet extremely well endowed Franklin. No, that simply wouldn’t do. Carolyn, Emily, and Julianne had departed her bedchamber after helping her stuff and assemble Franklin, and she’d hidden him in the wardrobe while the tub was being filled. But she’d dragged him out again after the servants departed. She simply couldn’t enjoy her bath then go to bed and leave their creation in such a deplorable condition.

Crossing to the wardrobe, she pulled out her oldest night rail. Then she moved to the bed and stripped the white pillowcase from one of the pillows. After stuffing her night rail into the linen case, she formed the bundle into a round shape. She then set the makeshift head between Franklin’s broad shoulders. Stepping back, she examined her handiwork. A bit lumpy, but definitely an improvement. Except now he had no neck. Of course, that had to be better than not having a head. But now that he had a head, he really needed a face. And instantly a face the perfect face materialized in her mind. Intelligent hazel eyes. Chiseled features. Firm, full lips that didn’t smile nearly enough, but when they did smile…

Oh, my.

Her heart stuttered as she recalled how Lord Langston had smiled at her across the dinner table. In spite of the fact that she’d sat next to the very charming Lord Surbrooke and across from the very entertaining Mr. Jennsen, part of her had remained preoccupied with Lord Langston. Who’d spent the long meal conversing with Julianne. Julianne, who had looked absolutely stunning. Sarah closed her eyes and tried to fight back the unwanted feeling that had pressed on her all evening, but she could no longer do so.

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