The Viscount and I (Forever Yours Book 3) by Stacy Reid

Author:Stacy Reid [Reid, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stacy Reid
Published: 2018-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Two weeks after marrying Sebastian Rutledge, Fanny opened her eyes, greeting the warm sunny day with an unusual heaviness in her heart. She was not contented with her marriage. Perhaps it was too soon to feel so listless, but she couldn’t help being aware there was an ache in her heart, and she had no notion of how to fill it. Sebastian treated her with the proper civility owed to her station. She had never boasted of a superior understanding, but to Fanny, it created a distance between them she could not breach. Each night she anticipated him coming to her bed, and her husband did not show. She could hear him moving around his great chamber and anticipation would knot up her stomach, and she would pace the floor fretfully until she climbed onto the bed exhausted and slid into a restless slumber. How absurd that his disinterest should prick her vanity, but indeed it had been wounded. Had he not found pleasure in her arms? Or was it normal for married couples to copulate so infrequently? It hadn't occurred to ask Darcy when she had been imparting the wisdom of intimacy.

She slid drowsily from the cozy warmth of the four-poster bed as a perfunctory knock announced her lady’s maid Mary. She popped in, dipping into a quick curtsy before heading over to the armoire to select a day gown for Fanny.

The week before she had hired several members of staff for the townhouse to her husband's bemusement. In addition to the housekeeper and the cook, they had a butler, two footmen, two chambermaids, and Fanny had hired the housekeeper’s daughter who had been in training as a lady’s maid at a baronet's house. The first day Sebastian's housekeeper had referred to him as Lord Shaw with evident pride had flummoxed him. Fanny had only smiled, sensing the pride they took in working for him. It also relieved her heart that she hadn't had to ask for formality. Their new butler had immediately referred to her as “Your ladyship or Lady Shaw,” and everyone else had followed suit. Sebastian had flatly refused the services of a valet, but Fanny had convinced him by arguing that he would be robbing a young man of gainful employment who would otherwise be unemployed. She’d taken pride in that victory for she had accurately read the benevolence of her husband.

“Is the viscount gone for the day, Mary?”

Bright hazel eyes glanced around. “Yes, my lady. Before the crack of dawn, mum said.”

Each morning she would venture into the breakfast room to learn her husband had already headed to work. The very first morning the notion had startled her. Fanny wasn’t used to living with men who worked and found herself wondering what her husband’s days entailed. What did he do? What should she do? Before marriage, her life had been about preparing for the season to encourage a courtship. Then when Lord Trent had made his intentions known, the days had been filled

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