A Very Surrey SFS Christmas by Davidson Nicola

Author:Davidson, Nicola
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2019-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

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“You’ve done a magnificent job, Fenton. Truly magnificent.”

Lord Joseph Fenton tried not to preen at Lady Portia’s reaction to the demi mask he’d handmade for her, and failed utterly. The white satin masterpiece with silver bead and sequin detail, stiffened inside with wire, and with two further pieces of wire stretching back to tuck into her coiffure so the mask rested on her face like spectacles, did indeed look magnificent. Especially with her brown hair. And he could tell by the way she twirled in front of the looking glass, inspecting the mask from every angle, that her pleasure was genuine. “Thank you, my lady. I hope Denham’s mask suits equally well.”

Lady Portia looked down at the black satin demi mask studded with silver sequins she held in her hand. “Denham will look like a pirate,” she replied with a little shiver. “A dashing, swashbuckling pirate…”

“Do you need a moment, Lady Portia?” drawled a wicked voice from the door of the antechamber Joseph had commandeered for his tailoring, and they turned to see Clayton enter the room with David curled against his shoulder.

“Oh, hush,” she replied, but the glint in her eyes told another story, that when Denham returned from the barracks where he’d gone to deliver baskets crammed full of brandy, sweets, oranges, gingerbread, cured ham and other treats for tomorrow’s Christmas feast, he could well be receiving a treat of his own.

Fiercely suppressing a sigh of envy, Joseph beckoned his lover over. “Come and sit, Clay. I have your mask here. Emerald-green sequins, to ah, match your eyes.”

“How thoughtful,” replied Clayton as he settled himself in the chair, careful not to jolt David from his drowsy state. Yet while his tone was light, the hot lust in his gaze was unexpected. Even more so, the hand that reached out and tugged him down for a lingering kiss.

“Oh,” he said, his wits scrambling, and he glanced at Lady Portia with reddened cheeks. “Excuse us, my lady.”

“Don’t mind me,” she said archly. “I’m off to find Denham so we might discuss this mask. But might I humbly suggest you two and dear Susanna make use of the nursery maid? I didn’t lure an excellent woman all the way from London for her to sit and twiddle her thumbs. She birthed eight of her own, you know. Eight! And they’re all grown now. David will be expertly cared for while the three of you…talk.”

“Oh, hush,” said Clayton. “Although I’ll secretly admit to being in favor of the idea.”

Lady Portia nodded. “Then fit your mask and go. Let’s all spend the afternoon with our loved ones…talking. Then Christmas day will be quite perfect.”

And with that pronouncement, she smiled and swept from the antechamber.

“What do you think, Joseph?”

Not wanting to appear overeager, he busied himself fitting Clayton’s mask. Although that wasn’t overly successful, as his disobedient hands kept caressing Clayton’s face and stroking his hair. In truth, he’d been ready to make the suggestion. While his love for David knew no

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