Mary Jo Putney - Fallen Angels 03 by Angel Rogue

Author:Angel Rogue
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:52:59+00:00

Chapter 20

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Robin eyed the dark roiling sky without enthusiasm. They'd had blessedly good weather for most of the journey, but that was about to change. At the least, there would be heavy rain, and probably a thunderstorm of major proportions.

The oncoming storm helped him make up his mind. He asked Maxie, "Would you care to spend tonight in style?"

"If that means a bath, yes!"

She accompanied her remark with one of the vivid smiles that made his heart behave in odd ways, as if it couldn't remember how to beat. She was the gamest female he had ever met, cheerfully accepting everything that came their way. Sometimes she found him exasperating—and who could blame her?—

but never once had she whined or sulked. Maggie had been the same way.

With a start, he realized he hadn't thought of Maggie in days. His companion's beguiling presence was making the past feel very distant. Which was as it should be, and about time.

They had made good speed since leaving the canal boat. Now they were on a southbound road near Northampton, only a few days from London. Their swing to the norm on the canal, plus greater efforts to avoid notice, seemed to have shaken Simmons from the track. They had encountered no new adventures.

That was fine with Robin; being with Maxie and trying to keep his hands off her delightful little body was adventure enough. He managed to control his attraction by mentally considering her "unavailable," as if she were married, a very young virgin, or a blood relation. It had worked fairly well—that is, he had not had to apologize for his behavior again—but he still had a constant, simmering awareness of her.

He suspected that what really constrained him was the knowledge that if he got out of line again, she would retreat, perhaps even vanish. She might desire him, but she had made it clear that her mind ruled her body.

A flash of lightning, followed almost instantly by a horrendous thunderclap, interrupted his daydreaming.

The rain began, not a gentle English shower but blasts of water that drenched them to the skin in seconds.

Pitching her voice above the torrent, Maxie called, "How far is it to this place you have in mind?"

"Not far." He increased their pace to a trot. "But this rain is nothing. For vile weather, you should have seen Napoleon's retreat from Moscow."

She laughed, as always amazed at his powers of invention. "Are you going to tell me you were with the Grande Armee then?"

Another thunderclap split the air. "For a while," he said airily, "but it wasn't very amusing, so I stole a horse and made my own way back to Prussia."

She asked teasing questions, which he answered with speed and improbability. He was still spinning tales when he suddenly announced, "This way. We're almost there."

He turned from the narrow road and pushed through a gap in a hedge. She followed, and found Robin waiting by a high stone wall that ran as far as she could see in both directions.

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