The Beast's Bliss (The Bluestocking War) by Eva Devon & Maire Claremont

Author:Eva Devon & Maire Claremont [Devon, Eva & Claremont, Maire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Historical, Romance
Publisher: Bard Productions
Published: 2023-03-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“You could marry her,” Damian ventured, wincing inwardly at the absurd thought he let pass his lips.

Abernathy nearly choked. “What the devil are you talking about?” the man demanded as they rode in Damian’s carriage towards the house that Lady Millbank kept off Oxford Street.

Damian dug his nails into his palms. He built the case this morning over his coffee. It felt rather weak now as he rattled, “It would be a good idea. You two would make each other incredibly happy.”

Abernathy shot him a ball-crushing stare. “Do not be a complete fool, man. I’m not going to marry her.”

“Why?” Damian protested, his ire building at any criticism of Lady Rose. “She’s beautiful, intelligent, interesting, and charming when you have her alone.”

Abernathy snorted, then leaned forward. “I’m not going to marry her because I can tell you have fantasized about having her in your bed, and I have no wish to share that much with you, my friend.”

Clarence ground his teeth. “I have not.”

Abernathy rolled his eyes. “Don’t lie to me. I can tell when you’re lying. I know you’re a spy and that most people can’t, but I’ve known you for years. You can’t trick me. I remember when you were in leading strings.”

Damian ground his teeth down further, likely losing a good layer of tooth. This was a devil of a problem. He had been in a foul mood since before dawn. He’d not been able to go back to sleep, consumed with thoughts of her.

He’d hoped an early morning ride would do the trick. It had not. He’d even tried a boxing round already with Brookhaven. Nothing was working.

And here he was now on the way to pick up said lady to take her to the races and show her off, to find her a husband who would eventually take her to bed.

And the truth was that in that moment, he wanted to murder anyone who might take her to bed. Even Abernathy, though he himself had suggested the idea.

Abernathy would make her a good husband.

He was a good man. He had a good heart. He had wealth and prestige. But he also knew Abernathy would never have said yes.

Abernathy considered himself to be too damaged and wounded to marry. It would’ve been nice in a way. Damian would’ve known that both of them were taken care of. Certainly, both of them would’ve taken excellent care of each other, at least so Damian hoped, but he was also no fool. Abernathy would not have said yes, which is likely why he had suggested it. He wanted to punch himself in the face.

Maybe he could get Abernathy to do it here in the confines of the carriage.

Abernathy threw back his dark head and laughed. “I can see it,” he said. “But I’m not about to give you a matching set of bruises right before we show up to take your lady fair away, old man.”

He scowled. “She’s not my lady fair.”

“She should be,” Abernathy barked with an arch of his brow.

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