The Duke's Lost Love by Raven McAllan

Author:Raven McAllan [O'Brien, Raven McAllan & Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2023-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

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The proprietress inclined her head in a small nod of recognition to him when they were admitted into the vestibule of the Temple. A silver half-crown secured the required ticket, and he slipped his arm possessively around Evanna’s waist as he led her into the salon. She did not object and moved even closer, matching her footsteps with his. Her eyes widened at the tableau that met her gaze and she whispered, “Oh, my. They’re not wearing much, are they? I feel somewhat overdressed.”

A love seat at the side of the salon offered a perfect but discreet view of the proceedings and he walked towards it with a grin. “Is it not what you were expecting? We can sit here and listen to the music for a while if you’d like?”

She sat with aplomb and giggled. “I don’t know what I was expecting, really. Perhaps I should have come out dressed in just my petticoat.”

“To have done so would mark you as a lady available for company,” he chuckled.

Her eyes sparkled with mirth as a male guest gave a diaphanously clad buttock a squeeze as a couple made their way through the archway that led to the intimate chambers. A footman approached and offered Nathan a glass of wine from his tray. He took one and gave it to Evanna before taking one for himself.

The pianist was playing the best approximation of the Overture to the Magic Flute that could be managed with only one pair of hands and a single instrument. Evanna’s foot tapped her foot in time to the tune while her gaze darted here and there around the salon.

Nathan looked only at Evanna. There was no other female in the room who could compare so far as he was concerned, and whether he should or no, he was making the most of his opportunity to feast his eyes on the deep cleft between her breasts and imagine their full roundness filling his hands. His cock twitched as he tried to picture her nipples. Were they pink or brown? How would they respond to the touch of his mouth? A delicious thought. His shaft began to harden. He was brought from his reverie with a sudden guilty start as Evanna gasped, “Oh, goodness!”

Thankfully, it was not his burgeoning groin she was staring at, but the door leading into the salon from the entrance vestibule. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a female who, despite her face covering, he immediately recognised as Lady Merrythorpe, and beside her, the unmistakable figure of Alain.

Damn!

Alain wouldn’t let the cat out of the bag if he recognised Evanna beneath her opera mask, that he was confident of, but what Lady Merrythorpe’s reaction might be he was not so sure. Was she the type of woman likely to confide in a close friend or two that she had visited the Temple? He didn’t know her well enough to answer the question, but if it were the case and Evanna’s name was mentioned, he was sure such a delicious on dit would be passed on.

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