White Lace and Promises by Natasha Blackthorne

Author:Natasha Blackthorne [Blackthorne, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2011-12-20T23:26:54+00:00

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“I couldn’t ask a mother to give up her child.”

Beth sat on the bed, watching Grey’s tall, broad-shouldered back as he stared out of the window.

“I allowed Juliana to take him with her to her father’s house. But I was young and foolish. I didn’t realise what it meant to let a son go to another man’s house, the distance it would create. I ended up with no power to discipline him or to have any say in how he was raised.”

“So why don’t you cut off his funds now?”

“Because I don’t want him dealing with moneylenders.” He sighed and turned to face her. “But let’s not spend our second night wed speaking of my difficulties with my son.”

He came to the bed, sat and pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead. “Are you feeling better?”

“For the most part,” she said.

“Beth…about last night.”

She caught her breath and the chamber seemed to swirl about her. Her stomach lurched. “Last night?”

He looked down. His eyes glittered like silver stars and held hers captive. A burst of warmth, pure love, blossomed in her heart.

He caressed her cheek. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She glanced down and a shaky laugh forced itself up from her lurching stomach. “Oh, last night… Well, you see, I am afraid I don’t remember too much about it.” She smoothed her hand over his velvet banyan, feeling his chest muscles rippling beneath. His steady heartbeat. She couldn’t lose him. She couldn’t. Oh, let her think of the right thing to say.

Please God, just let me pass last night off as something out of the ordinary. I’ll do anything. I’ll devote myself to being a true lady in every sense of the word. I just don’t want to lose his love.

“I’d had so much to drink.” She bit her lip and held her breath. And waited. What was he thinking? Why was he taking so long to answer?

Please God. Please, please, please…

“You don’t remember anything about it?” His voice held exaggerated hurt but his eyes twinkled. He was teasing her. Surely he wouldn’t be so lighthearted if he’d taken last night seriously.

Relief made her a little weak and she swayed in the circle of his arms. She was getting away with the subterfuge. She looked up at him and gave him a sultry look through her lashes. “I remember coming. I think. Maybe once.”

He bent and nipped at her neck. She shivered all over and laughed.

“Minx. Come once indeed. I haven’t given you your wedding gift yet.”

“I want you.” She stroked his cheek. “Only you.”

“Yes, I am yours, but I had no choice in that.” His eyes twinkled at her. “I want to give you something special.” He moved away, retrieved a piece of paper from his jacket and handed it to her.

It was the deed to a building with an address on Fair Street in New York City. Her name was on the deed but any property she owned in the world would now belong to her legal husband.

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