The Baron in Bath - Miss Julia Bellevue: A Regency Romance Novel (Heart of a Gentleman Book 4) by Isabella Thorne

Author:Isabella Thorne [Thorne, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Mikita Associates
Published: 2017-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Godwin followed Cedric from the Grand Pump Room, trying to keep the man in his sights. Godwin could not allow Miss Bellevue to become an object of his brother’s amusement. Gentlemanly feeling, of which his brother seemed to have none, urged him to protect the woman but it was more than that. He remembered what he had seen in her as a child and what had come to fruition in the woman. He was prepared for most anything, but not that she had grown into a beauty. Most of the time, he let his brother have his way, but not this time.

Cedric turned the corner. He appeared to be returning to his apartments here in Bath, and Godwin hurried after him, but before Godwin caught up with him, Cedric abruptly stepped from one of the narrow alleyways and surprised Godwin.

“You are following me brother. Why?” He asked crossly.

“You are quite aware of why,” Godwin said. “You accosted my betrothed.”

“Accosted is a very strong word,” Cedric complained.

“I do not want to have this conversation on the street,” Godwin said.

“I do not want to have this conversation at all,” Cedric returned and started to walk away.

Godwin caught his brother’s arm, yanking him around. “Maybe you should have thought of that before you kissed Miss Bellevue.”

Cedric chewed on the side of his cheek for a moment as he often did when he was contemplating a lie. Perhaps that habit was why he lost so much at cards. Godwin thought idly. Every thought was on the boy’s face.

He watched as Cedric let a sly smile fill his face and lifted a shoulder in a glib gesture. “Perhaps she kissed me.”

“Do not!” Godwin snapped, shoving his brother further into the ally and holding him against the wall. It took all of his control to not smash his brother’s head against the smooth white stone. “You accosted her. You kissed her. You took the comb from her hair. You left her upset, unkempt, and open to gossip.”

“Ah, the comb,” Cedric said, his hand going to his jacket pocket.

“I sent it back to her,” Godwin growled. “Is it not enough that you touched her; you had to steal from her too? Do you have no honor at all?”

Cedric frowned in confusion and Godwin realized he had no recollection of the rest of the evening or betting her comb at cards. “The hair comb,” Godwin said again. “I took it when you were drunk enough to not miss its absence.

“Taking it guaranteed she would speak to me again, to get it back.”

“And that is why you bet it at cards?” Godwin’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Well, she has no reason to speak to you now. None. You will leave her be.”

“You have no right to tell me what to do.”

Godwin ground his teeth. If the whelp said, you are not my father, like he was wont to do as a child, Godwin swore he would hit him. How could this creature be his brother?

“You have had your fun,” Godwin said at last.

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