Jesse's Renegade (#3 of the Danner Quartet) by Bush Nancy

Author:Bush, Nancy [Bush, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: romance, historical romance
Published: 2011-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

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What had seemed like a lonely, miserable future for Kelsey suddenly opened into a vista of lovely dreams. She sat beside Agatha on Madame Duprés’s pink-and-green flowered divan and shared a pot of reasonably good jasmine tea.

“Justice is acting like an absolute tyrant,” Agatha said with a smile. “He threw Smithers off him last week and yesterday he nearly unseated Merriweather. I actually think the dreadful beast misses you.”

“I miss him too. I haven’t ridden since I left Chamberlain Manor.”

Agatha cocked a brow at Kelsey’s wistful tone. “When do you expect to extricate yourself from this marriage?”

Kelsey drew a long breath. “Do you mean you’d like me to come back?” she dared to ask.

“Of course. Justice isn’t the only one who misses you.”

A lump filled Kelsey’s throat, and she ducked her head to hide the emotions that crossed her mobile face. She’d been a Judas and yet Agatha was willing to take her back. “And Charlotte?” she murmured. “What will she say?”

Agatha patted her hands. “Don’t worry, my dear. You always have a home with us, Orchid. Excuse an old woman’s forgetful mind, Kelsey,” she corrected herself in self-annoyance. “But I don’t truly expect to see you on my doorstep with your bags in hand.”

“You don’t?”

“You’re married to a very handsome, complicated man, and I suspect,” she added on a long sigh, “a somewhat dangerous one. But somehow—”

“I’ve already told you about Jesse’s unsavory past—”

“Don’t interrupt, dear,” Agatha said, committing the sin herself. “It only makes the man more romantic. I also suspect you’ve felt tugs on your heartstrings yourself.”

Kelsey shook her head vigorously. “Jesse Danner means less than nothing to me. He’s a vengeful, arrogant, seductive scoundrel. If I’ve learned anything at all, it’s that no man—not even the good ones—can be trusted to be faithful, loving and true.” She laughed shortly. “And Jesse Danner can’t even brush good!”

Twenty paces directly behind Kelsey and Agatha, to the left of the musicians, the man in the brown suit pretended to be absorbed in the painting hung at the north end of the salon. It was a mediocre representation of a field of daffodils, done by a local, and soon to be entirely forgotten, artist.

At least that was Victor Flynne’s opinion.

Kelsey’s soft laughter floated to his ears. He’d eavesdropped with consuming interest on her conversation with Lady Agatha Chamberlain. Lady Chamberlain had called her Kelsey, and that made no sense to him at all.

He knew exactly who the lovely red-haired beauty was: Jesse Danner’s new bride. And, by his own association with the Danner family as a whole, and Tremaine Danner in particular, Victor Flynne knew nearly everything there was to know about Jesse Danner.

The assignment had fallen into his lap. Ezekiel Drummond had paid him a call. Of course Drummond, and everyone else in Portland, thought his name was Victor Flannigan. Tremaine Danner had seen to that!

Drummond wanted information on the Danner family of Rock Springs. When Victor had heard the request, the blood had rushed from his head and he’d had to excuse himself and break open a stick of smelling salts in the back room.

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