The Viscount's Runaway Bride by Ruth Ann Nordin

Author:Ruth Ann Nordin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Wedded Bliss Romances, LLC
Published: 2016-10-28T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it to London this year,” Warren Beaufort, the Earl of Steinbeck, said as Anthony arrived at White’s.

Anthony walked over to his friend who was sitting with Corin in the corner of the room. “I finally made it in,” Anthony replied.

“Did you purposely delay coming back because of the wedding?” Corin asked, his voice sympathetic.

“No. Thankfully, that wasn’t the reason.” Anthony pulled up a chair and sat with his friends. “I was delayed because I happened to marry the most wonderful lady last autumn and was reluctant to leave the country.”

“Why were you reluctant in returning? Did you have to come without her?” Corin asked.

Anthony smiled. “No. I brought her with me. It’s just that it’s hard to be away from her.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and added, “My activities alone with her are far more enjoyable than anything London has to offer.”

“Those activities can be done in your townhouse,” Warren pointed out.

“Yes,” Anthony allowed, “but there was a lot more privacy at the estate. There, I could enjoy her in different places. The townhouse is more restrictive.”

Corin sighed. “It’s times like this that I wish I had a wife so I could complain about where I can or can’t enjoy her.”

“What’s stopping you from getting married?” Warren asked.

“I want to secure more of a fortune before I take a bride,” Corin told Warren. “The more money I can bring into the marriage, the better my selection of ladies will be. I don’t want to marry just anyone. I want her to be the right one. I want what you have with Iris and what he apparently has with his wife.” He turned his gaze to Anthony. “Who is she? She can’t be Loretta. Not with the way you dreaded marrying her.”

“She’s most definitely not Loretta. The two are nothing alike. Her name is Damara, and she makes me glad to wake up every morning. Since I’ve been with her, I find it hard to concentrate on anything other than her.”

“Please tell us that doesn’t include money,” Warren said, seeming panicked at the thought.

Anthony offered a sheepish shrug. “I’m afraid so. While money is still important, I’d rather spend time with her than talk about investments.”

Warren gasped. “How is that possible? Even with Iris, I maintain my enthusiasm for money.”

“That’s because you and Iris share a mutual interest in the topic.”

“I agree,” Corin said as he picked up his glass of brandy. He took a sip then added, “You two probably discuss different investment tactics while you’re in bed.”

“Yes, we do,” Warren admitted, “but only when we’re done with other things.”

Corin smirked. “I don’t know. With your enthusiasm for money, I suspect talking about investments is how you two get aroused.”

“Come now,” Anthony said, offering his friend an amused grin, “you shouldn’t give our friend a difficult time. If you do, he might not invite his father-in-law to one of his dinner parties. Or one of ours, for that matter.

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