The Marquis' Kiss by Regina Scott

Author:Regina Scott [Scott, Regina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Regency Romance
Publisher: Belgrave House
Published: 2000-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Thomas, of course, had no such concerns. To him, having Margaret campaign among society’s leaders for the rights of fallen women was far safer than Margaret working among those women. Besides, if she was to be his marchioness, she’d have to accustom herself to an occasional state dinner. He was not numbered among the Regent’s favorites, being far too conservative and quiet for Prinny’s opulent tastes. However, as a peer of the realm, he was expected to exude a certain amount of pomp and ceremony. His wife would have to do no less.

Besides, he had been impressed with her analysis of the bill’s limitations. He wondered how she’d fare against the equally determined Viscount Darton. Lady Jersey and Lady Melbourne had long been known for their abilities to sway politics behind the scenes. Though by accident of birth they could not set foot on the floor of the Lords, they managed to see their agendas raised and passed. Margaret Munroe had the intelligence and drive to do no less.

He attempted to call the following day, having vowed to be more attentive now that they were courting. However, he found Margaret out shopping with her stepmother and Mr. Munroe already gone to his club. He did not have a chance to talk to Margaret until he arrived to escort her that evening. Even then, he was forced to wait and natter about the weather and Wellington to Mr. Munroe. But he could not deny the wait was worth it. There was a step on the stair, and Mr. Munroe’s face split into a smile of pride. Turning, Thomas found himself confronting the goddess of the moon.

He could describe her no other way. Her gown was of a blue as deep as midnight, with its own luster. It was simply cut, laying close to her creamy skin and emphasizing the curve of her generous bosom. Draped over the top and no less fitting was the lightest of blonde lace overskirts sown with beads that caught the light like stars in the night sky as she moved. Her dark hair was bound with silver, one heavy curl falling along her neck. His eyes followed to where it rested against the top of one breast. For a fleeting second, he wondered what it would be like to rest his lips on the same spot. Heat rushed to his face as well as other portions of his anatomy, and he bowed deeply to hide his surprise at the reaction.

“Miss Munroe, I am the most blest of mortals,” he proclaimed as he straightened. “What other gentleman may claim to be escorting a goddess?”

“Diana,” her father put in with a chuckle. “Didn’t I say so when you described the dress to me?”

She had not moved from the top of the stair, as frozen in her regard of him as he had been in his regard of her. He was not sure what arrested her. His valet had insisted he wear something more festive than his usual evening black, and he had been surprised to learn he owned a coat of cobalt blue with gold buttons.

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