The Theory of Earls (The Beautiful Barringtons Book 1) by Kathleen Ayers

Author:Kathleen Ayers [Ayers, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

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Tony didn’t wish to imagine Maggie wed to either Winthrop or Carstairs.

He should be thrilled he’d barely had to crook a finger to entice the object of his obsession into his bed. Maggie had climbed in of her own accord, with very little persuasion on his part. She’d come to Elysium, titillated by his improper request, just as he’d originally wished. Better yet, she expected nothing from Tony because she was intent on marrying another man.

A pinch of pain crossed the region of his heart.

Carstairs was honorable. If she managed to compromise herself with him, which Tony had no doubt she would, Carstairs would marry her instantly. Hell, Carstairs would probably have offered for Maggie on his own if Tony hadn’t interfered and sent his friend on a make-believe errand. Jealously had made him behave badly. The day he’d seen her with Carstairs at the stream had filled him with such an ugly, cloying jealously he’d had to leave abruptly to avoid doing Carstairs violence. Then he’d sent Carstairs to the country, inadvertently pushing Lady Dobson to betroth Maggie to Winthrop.

All Tony had wanted was Maggie away from Carstairs. He’d never even considered the cost to her.

What a selfish prick he was.

Just like your father, a voice whispered.

Another bite of pain crossed his chest.

As the carriage pulled Maggie away from Elysium and him, the awful tugging of his heart in her direction increased tenfold. He wasn’t even aware of the damn thing most of the time and hadn’t used it in years.

I’m bloody well aware of it tonight.

Surprising how much it hurt.

His cock hadn’t been the only organ engaged in the ruination of Miss Margaret Lainscott. Tony himself was compromised in a way he’d never anticipated. His fingers fluttered, still feeling Maggie’s slender hand in his, already missing her.

She wants Carstairs. His fingers curled into fists at his side. And it was just as well she did.

“Who is she?” The words floated in the night air along with the smell of a cheroot.

“No one,” Tony said to his brother. Leo was almost invisible in the darkness. “You should have announced yourself.”

“Why? And spoil your farewell? I also beg to differ. That was someone,” Leo said as Tony walked to the stone bench where his brother sat and settled next to him.

“It doesn’t matter.” In the grand scheme of Tony’s life, the virtue of an almost spinster who played the piano shouldn’t be of any importance, especially when weighed against the rage and bitterness he wielded like a sword against the Duke of Averell.

“I think it matters quite a bit. I think she matters.”

“Shut up, Leo.” Tony didn’t want Maggie to matter. That was the problem. “She’s just a young lady whom I was trying to entice into bed. I’ve decided she’s not worth the effort. I’m sure she’ll make someone an adequate wife.” He lied smoothly, hating the way his heart rebelled at his own words.

“Just not yours.”

“God, no.” He snorted. “The line of the Duke of Averell ends with me.

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