The Wild Baron - Baron Series 03 by Catherine Coulter

Author:Catherine Coulter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:51:34+00:00

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tomorrow, if that pleases you.”

“Ow!”

Rohan laughed. The kitten had just climbed up Susannah’s skirt, digging his claws into her leg along his journey.

She was laughing then, grabbing the kitten and shaking him lightly, all the while giving his little nipping kisses.

Just like he’d wanted her to nip his tongue.

19

“RO-HAN!”

It was Marianne, in high good humor, balanced on Lottie’s hip. She immediately scrambled down and ran to him, reaching up her skinny arms until he picked her up and set her on his leg. “You hungry, pumpkin? I see, you don’t care a whit about food. This little fellow is named Gilly and you’re to be very gentle with him. He’s just a little fellow, not a big girl like you are.” Within five minutes Marianne was chasing the kitten throughout the breakfast room, shouting, laughing, the kitten having a fine time himself.

“I will have to tell Ozzy that the kitten had his first lesson today,” Rohan said. “It’s called survival. A racing cat can never learn about survival too soon. Just look at them. Look at him fly. I’m hopeful that we just might have a champion, Susannah.”

She was staring at him. This man—her new husband—was a libertine? A womanizer? A lecher? And yet here he was laughing and quite enjoying himself watching a kitten and a little girl. He knew all about gillyflowers? She said slowly, not looking at him, “Did you know you can use gillyflowers for flavoring? In jams and in sauces?”

“Certainly. It’s an excellent flavoring since it has the smell of cloves.” He suddenly stilled at the expression on her face. “Tell me what you’re thinking, Susannah.”

“I was thinking that you’re a puzzle, my lord. I was thinking that many of the pieces appear to be unrelated, as if the puzzle the world sees isn’t the puzzle you really are.” He laughed. “Does this mean that from now on you won’t preface every comment with ‘a man of your reputation’?”

“Reputation,” she repeated slowly, frowning now at him. “Those three old biddies believed I was a slut before you jumped in with both feet and your wits to save me in your own peculiar way. It would have become my reputation. But I am not a slut. All this is curious, don’t you think?” He looked at her and wanted her desperately. He couldn’t think of a thing to say and thus simply nodded.

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His wife wasn’t a virgin, and that, strangely enough, made things worse. He had never before encountered a problem of this sort. It would require a lot of thought, a lot of planning and strategy.

He posted another letter to Phillip Mercerault, this one to Dinwitty Manor, informing him again of his imminent pleasure if he chanced to be there. Then he brooded. That bored him quickly. He got Marianne from Lottie and took her for a ride on Gulliver. She screamed with pleasure and Gulliver snorted over his shoulder at her. He

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