A Promising Little Scandal by Tabetha Waite

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

It wasn’t often that Calliope was able to find an opportunity to swim, especially in London, but this morning would be the second time she would have made it into the waters of Lyme Regis. Granted, she would be wearing much more clothing than before, an actual bathing dress as opposed to her sheer, cotton chemise, and she likely wouldn’t even be in close proximity to the viscount. That alone made her look forward to the prospect, because she wouldn’t be distracted by him.

At precisely nine o’clock in the morning, she made her way to the shore and spied two bathing machines in neat succession next to each other. One was presumably for Lord Blakely and the marquess, and one for her. At least, she prayed that was the case.

She glanced about and didn’t see either of them, the strand along the beach appearing to be deserted at the moment. Nevertheless, she drew closer to the wheeled contraption. A horse was attached to the front, with a bathing attending lad that looked to be about ten and six standing beside it. “Lady Calliope?” he asked.

She smiled. “Yes, that’s me.”

He opened the door and waved her forward. The machine was large enough for two people, and a set of wooden benches sat across from each other. A closed door was on the other side. She climbed inside and settled herself.

“I’ll be pulling you into the water and then unhitching the horse. I’ll knock when it’s safe to come out.”

Calliope nodded her head. He shut the door behind her, and it would have been impossible to see if the roof overhead was enclosed. Thankfully, it was not. Of course, on the estate, there was no need for a bathing machine, as the pond they frequented was on their grounds and afforded all the privacy she and her sisters had required.

She waited patiently as she was slowly pulled deeper into the water. She took off her stockings and slippers when the water began to rush in over her toes. She wigged her bare feet and watched as the tide inside the box steadily got higher. If she wasn’t confident in her ability to swim, she might have been a bit unnerved.

When the water was flowing just below the top of the opposite bench, the machine stopped. She heard a slight commotion coming from the opposite door, but when she heard the promised knock, she slowly released the breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding.

She reached out to grasp the knob on the door, but it opened swiftly from the other side.

Calliope gasped when she spied Lord Blakely standing there wearing nothing but a pair of wet smallclothes that did little to preserve any sort of modesty. Immediately, her attention was drawn past his waistline.

He leaned one arm against the frame, succeeding only in enhancing his virile physique. “Good morning, my lady,” he murmured huskily.

“I thought…” She cleared her throat and tried again. She had always detested a squeaky voice. “I thought you would be in the water.

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