Sutton’s Sins: The Sinful Suttons Book 2 by Scott Scarlett

Author:Scott, Scarlett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Happily Ever After Books, LLC
Published: 2021-12-09T00:00:00+00:00

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Persephone was jarred awake by a knocking on her door.

Blinking, she rolled over, feeling terribly lazy and wonderfully delicious, body humming with awareness in delightful new places, and…

Awareness and lucidity returned in a jolt. Her eyes cast wildly around the chamber, which was lit by the risen sun beyond the curtains.

Dear heavens!

This was not her room.

She was in a guest room.

Rafe’s room, to be specific.

And he was at her side, sleeping soundly, looking like a sinful angel in repose, still dressed in his shirt, the bedclothes tangled about his waist. While she was—a quick glance beneath the counterpane confirmed her fears—naked save for the stockings and garters she had never removed.

She had slept here.

And now, someone was knocking on Rafe’s door.

“Damn it, Rafe, wake up,” called the irate voice on the other side of the portal.

She gasped, recognizing that voice too well. At her side Rafe stirred, coming to with a start. He blinked, looking unfairly handsome for such a dire situation. His brow furrowed for a moment as his gaze met hers, and then a slow grin spread on his sensual lips, as if he were recalling what had passed between them the night before.

Thump, thump, thump.

“Rafe, you bloody arse!” In the hall, Mr. Sutton was growing angrier.

The moment was effectively severed.

“Jasper!” Rafe shot up, alarm in his expression. “What the devil?”

Persephone was certain he was going to demand to know whether or not she was within the room. She braced herself, tensing, a rush of shame hitting her with such sudden ferocity, her eyes burned.

Why had she allowed herself to remain for a few minutes in the wake of their explosive passion the night before? Why had she fallen asleep instead of returning to her own room? Now, she would be discovered, and despite the East End origins of Jasper Sutton, she knew there was no way he would allow her to remain on as governess after she had been cavorting with his brother.

Just as it was for a lady, the reputation was paramount to a governess. Maintaining one’s virtue was a necessity.

“We have a problem at The Sinner’s Palace,” Mr. Sutton said curtly, cutting through her fears. “The Bradleys are causing trouble again, and I need you to accompany me. Get your arse out of bed, you bleeding tosspot. We haven’t time to waste.”

“Sodding Bradleys,” Rafe muttered, running his fingers through his curls and leaving them charmingly disheveled. Louder, he called, “I’ll be out in a trice.”

“I’m waiting,” Mr. Sutton announced, his voice grim.

“Let a man take his morning piss in peace, will you?” Rafe shouted back. “I’ll meet you in the mews in ten minutes.”

She would have flushed at his candor, but she was naked in his bed, and his tongue had been on her most intimate flesh. It was rather too late for her to be shocked.

“I’ll give you five, and then I’ll haul your arse out myself,” Mr. Sutton warned.

“Fine,” Rafe agreed, tossing back the bedclothes and rising.

She watched, too afraid to speak, as he stalked across the room and pressed his ear to the door.

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