The Gentleman's Promise by Frances Fowlkes

Author:Frances Fowlkes
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2017-04-16T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Her heart thudding, Sarah shut the sitting room door with a firm click behind her. Resting a hand to her chest, she leaned against the solid wood of the door and attempted to resume a natural rhythm of breathing.

She’d kissed Jonathon and enjoyed it.

The Kama Sutra’s descriptions, while detailed, had not prepared her for the sensory satisfaction achieved with his guidance. She could only imagine how much pleasure awaited her should the later chapters of the book be explored with his tutelage, if he were to undress and touch her in intimate places.

Her pulse pounded loud and fast in her ears.

“You know, I always thought the crook in Lord Vincent’s nose was born of an accident or some romantic heraldry,” said Olivia. She stood off to the side, peering up at a portrait of a particularly stoic man, then turned toward Sarah. “It turns out, it’s simply a family trait.”

Sarah dropped her hand and thrust off the door, righting herself in the straight-backed posture her governess had enforced since childhood. There was no sense in giving Olivia any suspicions to her untoward thoughts. Especially when they were consumed with her brother. And a book of Indian lovemaking.

“Yes, I know,” she replied, rather breathless. “I’ve met his father as well as his brother. All three bear the same imperfection.”

“How curious. You never mentioned you had made their acquaintance. Or that you knew their nose was a family distinction.”

“You didn’t ask.”

Olivia blinked and appeared, to all the world, as though she was quite distressed by the revelation.

“Are you disappointed?” Sarah asked, her voice a pitch higher than her usual soprano.

Goodness. Did kisses affect voices?

“I suppose I am. There is nothing very romantic about the man now.”

“And there was before?”

“There is always something romantic about a deformity. One wants to know how it came about. A duel? A war wound? A lover’s quarrel?”

Sarah’s pulse jumped. “How ridiculous a notion. Now, you knocked on the door. Who comes our way?”

“Oh, yes. I did knock, didn’t I? Well, honestly…no one.” She shrugged. “You two were in the room a fair amount of time to discuss whatever it was Jonathon required of you. I thought to save you from his ill temper. He appeared piqued.”

“You sought to save me? From Jonathon?” Still tingling from his kisses, she brought her fingers to her lips. Had she needed rescuing? She flushed. She was fairly certain she had wanted him to deepen their intimacy. In fact, she’d yearned for it…

However, she did warrant a rescue. Heaven only knew what would have happened had they continued in their endeavors. She’d been exposed to enough erotic literature to have an active imagination when it came to amorous entanglements. And her curiosity had only just been piqued…

“What is it?” Olivia asked. “Is there something wrong? You keep touching your lip.”

“Goodness, no.” She dropped her hand as though it were leaden. “There is absolutely nothing wrong.”

“Your vehemence suggests otherwise.” Olivia arched a brow as she stared past her to the door. “What is Jonathon about?”

“He believes someone is headed this way.

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