The Earl of Davenport: Wicked Regency Romance (Wicked Earls' Club) by Maggie Dallen & Wicked Earls' Club

Author:Maggie Dallen & Wicked Earls' Club [Dallen, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-19T18:00:00+00:00

He and Anne were on the road in no time. He’d been surprised but pleased to find her standing beside a valise on the steps of her family home at precisely the time he’d indicated.

As he helped her into his carriage, he asked, “Did you speak to your brother?”

She nodded but that answer did not quell his curiosity. What had she told him? That she wanted to marry him? Surely not. But it was her decision and she was here, that was all that mattered. Still, he found himself probing. “Did he approve of your choice?”

She turned, halfway in the carriage, laughter making her eyes a vivid blue. “Would it make a difference?”

No, not at all, he realized. Even if her brother were to object, he would swoop her into his arms and into his carriage. His mind had been made and, once decided, he never wavered.

When he didn’t immediately respond, she tilted her head to the side. “I thought not. And I can assure you that even if Jed disapproved, he would not be able to do more than wish us well.”

Her lips tightened and her nostrils flared, making it obvious that she was irritated with her brother. And who could blame her? After all, it was Jed’s reckless management and addiction to the gaming tables that led to their financial predicament. He’d be damn angry at her brother himself if their dire straits hadn’t given him the bride he’d been searching for.

Once they were settled, he thought to reassure her. “I’ve made arrangements to ensure that your family is taken care of as soon as we are married.”

She’d been looking out the window, watching her family home recede into the distance, and when she turned to him, she surprised him with a cheerful smile. “I know that.”

He blinked. She did? Her ready acceptance that he would protect her and her family made his chest tighten in an unusual, though not unpleasant manner.

He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her as the carriage took them north. His gaze moved over her red hair glinting in the sun, the ivory skin that glowed as if from within, the cloak that frustratingly obscured his view of her body.

But his gaze kept returning to her rosy lips, which were turned up at the edges as though she was out for a pleasant drive and not being whisked away to marry a man society had deemed the worst sort of devil.

Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer. Shifting in his seat so he could lounge back as he studied her, he asked the question that had been running through his mind from the moment she’d entered his carriage. “Are you not frightened?”

Her eyes widened as she turned to face him. “Should I be?” Again, laughter filled her voice and warmed him as surely as a draught of whiskey.

He found himself returning her teasing smile. “Most would be.”

She tilted her chin up in a way he was starting to recognize and love. “Well, I am not most.

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