To Woo a Wicked Widow by Jenna Jaxon

Author:Jenna Jaxon [Jaxon, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

“Did I tell you how lovely you look, Lady Cavendish?” Lord Kersey asked as he handed her into his curricle. The sleek vehicle, drawn by a team of smart matched bays, looked new.

“I believe you said we were beyond Lady Cavendish and Lord Kersey since Almack’s.” Charlotte arched a brow at him as he climbed in and took the ribbons.

He glanced at her sharply, then started the horses. “I did say that, but as you never seemed comfortable with that level of intimacy, and because we have not had a private moment in three months, I thought to err on the side of caution.” He looked at her with a wry smile. “You do look lovely, Charlotte.”

His words and warm tone sent a thrill coursing through her. “Thank you, Alan. You too are looking extremely well.”

“I thought of you often while I worked at Kersey.” He frowned. “Although usually I thought of the tableau I stumbled upon of you and Wrotham.” His voice grew cool. “Are you now betrothed?”

Charlotte’s heart gave a lurch and gripped her reticule. “No, we are not. He offered, but I refused him. What you saw was an accident.” She placed a hand on his arm, giving it a gentle squeeze. “It happened as I explained that night. I did not find you in the drawing room, and when I saw a light under the library door I rushed in, expecting to find you there, and came upon Wrotham instead.” She struggled to control her voice, the vivid memory slicing through her resolve, bringing with it a warm tingle in her breasts. “I tripped and landed in his arms. Before I knew what had happened, we were kissing.”

“Very thoroughly, from my perspective.”

Charlotte’s cheeks heated, but something new in his voice made her curious. “Were you jealous?”

“Of course.” He frowned as he expertly turned the horses into Hyde Park. “I could only think that it should be me standing there with you in my arms. I had gone to see to the carriage and came back to find you otherwise engaged.”

Face now aflame, she paused, ostensibly searching the park for other acquaintances, although in truth she badly needed a moment to recover. The remembrance of that night was swift and sharp. She could feel Wrotham’s arms around her again, could smell a phantom splash of his citrusy cologne. The intensity of the memory shook her, made what she had come here to do seem almost a betrayal. A silly notion, as nothing had come of their embrace.

Thank goodness the hour was early. Only one or two people walking and one carriage in the distance. No one would see them together. If she were to shake off the shade of the Earl of Wrotham it was time to be bold.

“Have you forgotten that I never answered your question during our dance in August, Alan?”

“What question?” He looked completely blank.

Well, it had been a long month and he’d had other things on his mind.

“You asked if you should come to my bedroom later.

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