What a Lady Wants by Victoria Alexander

Author:Victoria Alexander [Alexander, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9780060882631
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Amazon: 0060882638
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Goodreads: 37069
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2007-01-29T11:00:00+00:00

Eight

What a man really wants is not to be treated as if he were an idiot. Even when, on occasion, he might well be.

The Honorable Mr. Nigel Cavendish

“W e need to talk,” Nigel said out of the corner of his mouth and escorted Felicity from the library. Her hand was tucked into the crook of his arm, and they trailed after Lord and Lady Fernwood.

“What have you done with my painting?” She knew full well he had handed it to a servant and wouldn’t have been at all surprised if the man had been instructed to spirit it away for safekeeping from its new owner.

“I am having it wrapped for you.” He clenched his jaw. “You simply can’t waltz out of someone’s home with a portrait under your arm.”

“It is a very small portrait.”

“Nonetheless, your possession of it would be noticed.”

“You’re right of course,” she said in a somber manner. “That would attract no end of unwanted attention and any number of unwanted questions as well, I would imagine. It might be rather awkward to explain why I am the new owner of a family portrait. Although there is another explanation which would be just as awkward.”

“I doubt it,” he muttered.

She bit back a smile. “I did have a great-aunt who tended to—what was the word she used? Ah yes, liberate items from homes she visited.”

He frowned. “She did what?”

“She took things. Interesting items that struck her fancy. She once smuggled a marble bust out of a duke’

s country house. No one ever could figure out how she did it.” She lowered her voice in a confidential manner. “She did carry a rather large bag with her though. It was always assumed it was for needlework.

I daresay she took a painting or two in her time.”

“That’s precisely what we need to talk about,” he said in a clipped tone.

“My great-aunt’s larcenous escapades?”

He eyes narrowed but he didn’t say a word. Felicity resisted the impulse to laugh.

Ahead of them, Lord and Lady Fernwood turned to the left toward the salon where guests had gathered for dancing but Nigel steered her firmly forward. She glanced in the direction the elderly couple had headed. “We’re not going to dance then?”

“No,” he said shortly.

“I would have much preferred to dance in the first place rather than play cards. You do recall cards were not my idea?”

“I do.” He released her, pushed open a door, and gestured for her to enter.

She stepped into a small salon, a room obviously designed for family rather than visitors. He snapped the door closed behind her. She raised a brow. “Are you about to have your way with me?”

He ignored her. “Felicity, I wish to discuss the painting.”

“Does this mean you’re not about to have your way with me?”

“Yes,” he snapped. “I mean no.” He glared. “I mean I wish to discuss the painting, my painting—”

“My painting now.”

“Or rather my family’s painting, nothing more than that.”

“What a shame.” She trailed her fingers along the back of a sofa. “I had rather hoped, given all that you’

ve admitted to your feelings for me—”

He gasped.

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