The Spinster and the Rake by Devon Eva

Author:Devon, Eva
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-02-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Edward rolled off his bed, feeling completely at ease with the world.

Or as at ease as he ever had.

His feet hit the cool wood floor and he strode over to the fireplace. Crouching down, he did not bother to call for a footman and added another log to the dying embers. He grabbed the poker and carefully jabbed at the ruby red wood that was only beginning now to spring back to a fire. As he hung the brass poker back, he contemplated what he should do next.

He had quite a long list of things that had to be done.

Quietly, he headed over to his dressing gown, slipped it onto his shoulders, and picked up one of the ledgers from his desk. He hefted it in his hand, took his traveling desk, and moved back to the fire, for the room had quite a chill.

He felt content in that moment.

Things were going exactly as they should, even if he had not planned to be married.

The night had been a success and he was glad they had married so secretly and in such quick action. It had been exactly what he needed and exactly what he desired.

And now this morning, it was a relief going back to the tasks necessary to the smooth running of his estates and his dukedom.

“What are you doing?” Georgiana asked.

He did not even bother to glance back over his shoulder; he was so absorbed at the task at hand.

“Edward,” she called rather loudly.

Had she said his name more than once?

He was not certain.

He flipped open the ledger, determined to finish this task. It was absolutely necessary he do so. And he began jotting figures in the book. If he did not sort this particular aspect out, several of his tenants would not be able to have a proper roof this fall when the bad weather came.

Such a thing was unacceptable.

“Edward,” she called again.

“Hmm?” he muttered, realizing some response was necessary.

“What are you preoccupied with?”

“Work, Georgiana,” he stated, his eyes still transfixed as his gaze flew over the ledger. Ten roofs to be repaired. How many builders would be required? What exact amount of material?

Facts and figures began to fly though his head, the room disappearing in a whoosh. He blinked as a strong voice cut through his thoughts.

“But,” she said, “we’ve just—”

“Yes?”

“Don’t you think perhaps you should stay with me?”

“Should I?” he asked, lowering his quill to the inkwell, dipping it, and cleaning the nib of excess. “I have a great deal to do.”

“But we’ve just been married.”

“So we have,” he said, writing numbers tidily in a satisfactorily perfect column. “And it was most pleasurable. Did you not feel that it was pleasurable?”

There was no reply, and the silence gave him pause. It struck him louder than words and he lifted his gaze from the ledger, an almost painful task, for the need to complete whatever he started was a powerful one.

“Yes, I did,” she said at last, “which is why I don’t understand what you are doing.

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