Going All Out by Jeanie London

Author:Jeanie London [London, Jeanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Red Letter Nights, Category
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-03-31T23:00:00+00:00

HOW GABRIEL COULD ASSIST a romance when his stubborn descendent had run off with Lucas and did not return home was beyond him.

Félicie Allée. Bah.He still didn’t know what to make of Breanne’s fondness for Lafever’s mansion. Coincidence or a divine joke? Gabriel was leaning toward the latter. Someone had a sense of humor in the afterlife, but he never got to laugh at the jokes as he was usually the butt of them.

Which explained why he chased a headstrong chit who would rather run from her troubles than face them.

And Breanne had trouble. The dark-souled man he had first seen in the court last night had returned.

This time up to mischief.

From Gabriel’s vantage on the wall surrounding Court du Chaud, he could not make out exactly what sort of mischief, but it involved an unfamiliar device and Breanne’s auto, which her brother had just returned tonight.

With a sigh Gabriel glided onto Breanne’s balcony, making his way into the room she used for work.

Mark—Breanne and Tallis’s brother and Gabriel’s youngest many-generations-removed grandson—lay sprawled over the couch in a deep sleep. The youth was a handsome lad who favored his sisters in coloring and the strapping Dampier men in size. Those broad shoulders and smile surely made the chits swoon.

From what Gabriel had heard from the twins, Mark had also been blessed with the Dampier passions, which translated into embracing what life had to offer with both hands—eating, wenching, sleeping… Tonight that blessing seemed more of a curse because the young man looked dead to the world.

Glancing around the room, Gabriel took in the lamps, the machines Breanne worked with—a serger and a computer. He decided on the keyboard device attached to the computer. Small enough that he should be able to move it. On the desk, so it should make a racket when it hit the floor.

Gathering all his concentration, Gabriel focused his energy on the keyboard, reached out to touch it….

“Old fool and your parlor tricks.”

The shrill voice made him jump ignominiously, and his hand passed right through the device. Spinning toward belle grand-mère, he growled, “Rather than ridiculing me, why do you not float back to wherever you came from so I can concentrate and get about my business.”

“A fool’s business.”

“Begone.” He had had an eternity to bandy insults with this one. Now he didn’t have the time.

Forcing the thought to clear his head, he tried to set aside his awareness of the scowling woman behind him. He needed focus to accomplish the task at hand. A parlor trick perhaps, but one he had mastered honestly.

His vision dulled around the edges until he could only see the letters swimming before him, and Gabriel touched the keyboard, felt it shift, solid, movable.

“Proud ass.”

“Madame!” He reared on her with a vengeance. “Is it your wish that our youngest granddaughter join us in eternity?”

Gabriel decided his pride must have tempered just a bit after all, otherwise he might have felt proud to finally provoke some response from this bitter old woman besides venom.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.