Twilight With the Infamous Earl 7 by Hawkins Alexandra

Author:Hawkins, Alexandra [Hawkins, Alexandra]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Regency, Historical Romance, Fiction, Romance, Historical, Erotica
ISBN: 9781466848504
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2013-11-26T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Emily awoke with a start. She thought she heard a noise, but she must have been dreaming. Or so it seemed, until a large hand covered her mouth.

“Don’t scream,” Frost whispered in her ear.

Emily bit him. It was only fair, since he had frightened her half to death. Her fists shot out and she punched him. Most of them were glancing blows, but one caught him on the chin.

He grunted in pain.

“Christ!” He pulled her against him. “Stop that. Promise me you won’t scream, and I will release you.”

She nodded.

“On your honor?”

Again she nodded, this time speaking against his hand. Frost could not understand her, but her tone must have assured him. Slowly he removed his hand, as if he did not quite trust her.

It stung. She was the one who should be questioning his honor.

“There is no point in screaming. My family is out for the evening and the servants are upstairs. I doubt they would hear me,” she grumbled, then tensed as she decided that it was foolhardy to admit that she was on her own.

“May I light a candle?” he asked politely.

Emily stared at him in the darkness and sighed. She had been miserable all evening. Her parting with Frost had been painful, and while she thought she had gained the answers to her unspoken questions, new ones had taken the place of the old.

“Let me do it,” she grumbled, climbing out of her bed. “You will break something I treasure.”

Like my heart.

It took her a few minutes to find what she needed to light the candle. Unused to the bright flame, she blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. She picked up the brass candleholder and moved to join him.

“How did you get into my bedchamber?” Another question gave her pause. “How did you know which room was mine?”

Good heavens, what if he had found his way into Judith’s bedchamber? Her sister had a strong pair of lungs. If she had been in bed, her screams would have awakened the entire street.

“Your family is careless about locking up the house,” he explained, scowling at her. “This isn’t the country, Emily. There are dangers in this town.”

“So you keep telling me,” she said before she glanced down and remembered that she was wearing her nightgown. Emily gasped. “You can’t be here and see me like this. I don’t care how you found me. You have to go!”

“I can’t,” he said, his gaze following her every movement. “Besides, I approve of what you are wearing.”

Emily growled at him. She actually growled in frustration at his stubbornness. Placing the candleholder on the table beside her bed, she stomped over to the other side of the room. Her maid had placed an extra blanket on the chair. Emily seized it and wrapped it around her body.

“You, sir, are no gentleman,” she said, glaring at him. How could she be so happy to see him when he was so maddening?

“No, you called me a scoundrel and you are correct. I have little respect for rules unless they are my own.

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