A Dangerous Little Scandal by Tabetha Waite

Author:Tabetha Waite
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tabetha Waite

Chapter Fourteen

Isadora knew that she should turn around right then and leave. Nothing good would happen should she remain.

And yet…

It wasn’t so long ago that she’d noticed a similar despondency on Calliope’s face, when she believed that things were hopeless, that there was no chance of a happily ever after with Lord Blakely. That expression had torn at her heart, because she had known that she couldn’t ease her pain. The difference now was that she knew she could ease it for the marquess, even if it was just temporarily.

She wavered between right and wrong and decided that perhaps it was time to loosen some of the strictures she’d placed around herself. She had the power to distract Lord Osgood from his troubles—and face the yawning emptiness inside of her, because she’d held on to the pain surrounding the baron for far too long. She’d ignored her body’s physical demands, telling herself that one magical night with Udell had been enough to satisfy her through the years.

But it wasn’t true. Her curiosity was far from quenched, her yearning for this man too strong to deny. Her affair with Udell had been everything she might have been hoping for when it came to love, as her heart had been overflowing. But she’d been denied the fiery passion that belonged to lovers. She wanted to remember what it was like to have the feel of a man’s arms around her, to feel that hard length between her legs. This far from England, it wasn’t as if anyone would have to know something had happened between them. It could be their secret, and since he already knew where she stood on marriage, there would be no illusions about taking things any further.

She’d had one night with the baron.

She would allow herself to have one night with the marquess.

Without a word, she walked over to the bell pull. When a maid arrived a short time later, she said in a perfectly calm tone. “Would you happen to have any brandy on hand?”

The lady shook her head regrettably. “We dinna, my lady.”

Isadora thought for a moment. “I’m sure there’s some sort of local scotch.” At the affirmation, she added, “A bottle of your finest, if you please. The marquess and I would like to see the best that Scotland has to offer.”

The girl curtsied and rushed away. When she was gone, she glanced at Lord Osgood. His brows had creased into a frown. She was grateful that he didn’t speak, or she might lose her courage before she’d had a chance to steel her nerves with the liquid fire that was on its way.

When the servant returned with a tray holding a full, open bottle and two glasses, Isadora was grateful. She walked to the maid and inspected the label on the offering. “Glenturret. Hmm.” Isadora lifted her focus to the maid, and then she spoke quietly for her ears alone. “I hope that this house knows how to be discreet. I promise that you will be properly compensated for your silence on the morrow.

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