The Autumn Duke by Jillian Eaton

Author:Jillian Eaton [Eaton, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-16T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Lady Katherine.” Stopping short at the sight of Kitty marching towards him from between the narrow rows of Sir Weathersby’s Dry Goods & Masculine Supplies, Byron returned the box of cigars he’d been considering purchasing and folded his arms. “What the devil are you doing here?” His eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Are you following me?”

“Following you?” she said with a musical laugh that went straight to his loins. “Because we both just happen to be in a small, remote little shop at the edge of the village that only the locals know about? Don’t be absurd.”

Byron remained unconvinced. “This is a store for men.”

“I know that.” She rolled her eyes. “I am in need of, er–” Her hand shot out and pulled the first thing she touched off the shelf. “Wig powder.”

His eyebrows shot up. “You are in need of wig powder?”

“Well, not me specifically. But someone I know is.”

“Someone you know,” he said dubiously.

“Yes. In fact, I’d best get two.” She retrieved a second container and, hugging them against her chest, walked towards the counter. Hesitating for only a moment, Byron cursed under his breath and followed, catching up to her just as she was reaching inside her reticule for a few shillings to pay for the wig powder.

Wig powder.

Honestly, did she think him that much of a fool? First it was Bacon the brown mare – which, although he’d yet to prove it, he knew for a bloody fact wasn’t her horse – and now it was two containers of chalky powder that had gone out of fashion twenty years ago. Byron snorted. If she really knew someone who needed the damn stuff he’d use it himself. It was painfully clear what Kitty was doing. For whatever reason, she was following him. And he had a feeling he knew what that reason was.

Byron had been pursued by many different women over the years. All of them wanted the same thing: his title. But none of them had been so utterly brazen about it as Lady Katherine Dower. He didn’t know whether to be annoyed or impressed by her tenacity.

Annoyed, he decided when he walked outside and she immediately fell in step behind him. Very annoyed. But also aroused when the breeze shifted and he caught an unexpected whiff of her perfume, an intoxicating mix of sweet vanilla and sultry honeysuckle that teased his senses and had him gritting his teeth against desire to yank her into his arms.

Under no circumstances was he going to kiss Kitty again. He shouldn’t have done it the first time, but he’d let his control slip and before he knew what was happening they were on the ground and his tongue was down her bloody throat.

It hadn’t exactly been his smoothest attempt at seduction. Nor even his best. But it had been raw, and real, and had unsettled him to the point of deliberately trying not to think about it, which was why he’d been avoiding Glenmoore Manor – and its resident feline – at all costs.

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