A Rogue for All Seasons by Sara Lindsey

Author:Sara Lindsey [Lindsey, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780986012501
Publisher: Sara Lindsey
Published: 2010-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

HENRY PRESSED THE OPERA GLASS more firmly against his face, as if doing so would render Diana in closer detail. He’d spent the past week at Ravensfield, but he might as well have been in another country for all he’d accomplished. He’d thought of her constantly, yet he was no closer to figuring out what to do with his very stubborn, very lovely, very dear Miss Merriwether.

He drank in every freckle, every copper curl… and every disapproving frown. His lips twitched. Diana would frown during a comedy. Sir Stick-in-the-Mud should have thought before bringing her to a play about a marriage that proved disastrous in just three weeks’ time.

She hadn’t noticed him yet. She would, though, even if he had to make as big a nuisance of himself as Townley.

He knew the instant she spotted him. Her body tensed. Her eyes widened. Her lips parted, giving him the barest glimpse of white teeth.

He swallowed hard. He did it again when she bit down on her lower lip. The things he wanted to do with that mouth…

You can’t deny this, Di, he thought at her. You can’t deny me.

She proved she could as she looked away and spoke to Stickley.

Well, damn it, he couldn’t. He couldn’t play when this was no longer a game. He couldn’t look at her when she’d moved out of his reach. He couldn’t watch her turn away from him to another man. He stood, handed the opera glass to Olivia, and walked out.

James followed him into the passage.

“Leaving, Hal? Or dare I hope that you’re about to act like a barbarian and haul your woman off somewhere until the two of you come to rights?”

“Just let it alone.”

“So it’s the former.” James crossed his arms and lounged against the wall. “Pity. Shall we take this conversation to the saloon? Misery may love company, but it’s damned fond of drink.”

“There’s no conversation to be had. She refused me, damn it all. She’d rather have that blasted fool of a baronet.”

“A woman who doesn’t want you,” James mused. “So, one exists after all.”

“She wants me,” Henry growled. “She doesn’t want to marry me.”

James laid a hand on his shoulder. “Come along. I need the drink, even if you don’t.”

They made their way to the nearest of the elegantly appointed saloons and found only a dozen or so people in the room. That would change come the intermission between the evening’s two plays. Henry found a pair of chairs in an empty corner while James procured the liquor. If they were going to do this—this being two grown men discussing feelings—then they definitely needed alcohol, and at least some semblance of privacy.

James brought over two glasses and handed one to Henry. He swallowed half the contents in a single gulp. “Brandy would’ve been better,” he grumbled as James seated himself.

“So,” James said. He sipped his port.

“So?”

“So you say Miss Merriwether prefers the baronet to you. I find this… surprising. I may be unfairly prejudiced, but you are the better catch.

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