The Lady and the Vixen by KT Grant

Author:KT Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: victorian, historical romance, london, gay romance, widow, victorian romance, lgbtq romance, widow heroine, beta heroine, alpha herone
Publisher: KT Grant

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Aidan opened the door and entered his room. He didn’t notice Abbie sitting in the chair by the window. She didn’t greet him when he took off his hat and coat, hanging them on the stand near the door. Finally, when he turned around, his face brightened.

“Abbie, sweetheart!” He held his arms out in welcome.

She stood but didn’t go to him. She might slap his face if she did. “Don’t call me that.”

“Call you what…have you been crying? Is it your mother?” He approached her, worry etched on his features.

She moved away from his reaching hands. “It’s not Mama. I shed tears because of you. I took Benji to the Crystal Palace today, and I saw you and the Marchioness de Macey kissing!”

She backed away as he came closer. “Honey, I don’t know what you think you saw, but it’s not what—”

“Not what I think, Aidan McGrath?” She shoved aside his hands. She shook with rage and disbelief that the man she loved would lie to her.

He stepped in front of her, blocking her escape. “You’re not thinking correctly. Why don’t we sit and—”

“I don’t feel like sitting! I’ve been sitting for hours, going over in my head what I saw.” When he opened his mouth, she held up her hand. “Don’t lie to me!”

“Abigail, I’m friends with the marchioness and nothing more. She was saddened over her husband—”

“Lies! I know as well as you do the marchioness had no love for her husband.” She hugged her waist, revulsion swirling in her stomach and rising in her throat. “Were you planning to get rid of someone else for her, like you did her husband?”

He paled before her eyes. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh? You may think I’m just a pretty face to warm your bed, but I hear things.” She curled her lip and jabbed her finger at him. “How could you think I’d let you seduce another woman—”

“Enough!” he roared.

She darted into the bedroom, but he captured her by the waist and slammed her up against the wall. The pictures hanging there shook, and one crashed to the floor. She yelped and closed her eyes when he cursed. After a moment, she opened her eyes. He shook, sweat beading his forehead and upper lip. His eyes were wide and his lips trembled.

She’d been stupid to confront him alone. He had become wild and uncontrollable, which had been the case during the few times they fought. He’d never laid a hand on her in anger. For ten years, she had stuck by him through it all, his emotional outbursts, tantrums, and those late nights when he would awaken in a cold sweat from some nightmare. She had always been there to calm him down, and now she would have to do so again, if only to walk away unscathed.

“Abbie.” He whispered her name like a prayer and lowered to his knees. He hid his face on her stomach, his shoulders shaking.

She didn’t touch him until he set her hand on his head.

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