The Dangerous Mister Donovan by Kasey Michaels

The Dangerous Mister Donovan by Kasey Michaels

Author:Kasey Michaels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: regency romance, clean romance, sweet romance, historical regency romance, sweet regency, clean regency, sweet and clean romance, funny regency romance, regency farce, regency comedy
Publisher: Kasey Michaels


Paddy Dooley collapsed his rounded body into what was fast becoming his favorite chair and shook his head in disgust. He looked at his friend, who had been stretched out full length on the couch, in Dooley’s mind, long enough to have begun putting down roots.

“Is it fixing to crawl into that bottle you’d be, Tommie, my boy? I’m not nosy, you know. I’m only wondering if I should be fetching the chamber pot in from the other room for when you drink enough to start casting up your accounts all over the carpet. You’ve been pouring that stuff down your gullet since you got home last night. I like that little girl who comes in to tidy up after us, and I wouldn’t want to upset her.”

Thomas, who had been balancing a bottle on his chest, opened one eye to glare balefully at the Irishman. “You don’t understand. I’ve met my match, Paddy,” he said, not without sorrow. “All these years of playing about, setting my wits against men twice my age and winning time and time again—and a dab of a female brings me low. It’s embarrassing.”

Paddy nodded his agreement, “How the mighty have fallen,” he said, then grinned. “And what a thrill it is to watch as you go tumbling down into love.”

“Love?” Thomas jackknifed to a sitting position, holding on to his bottle so not a drop of the liquid spilled. “Love is one thing, Paddy. I’ve fallen in love twice in the same week.”

“But this time it’s different, isn’t it, boyo? Ah, but it’s my Bridget who’d be delighted to see you now. She’s been wishing this comedown on you for years.”

“Don’t gloat, Paddy, it doesn’t become you. Yet I suppose it had to happen. All right, I’m truly in love. All men fall sooner or later—although in my case I thought it would be later. Much later. I never even bought her that bauble I was planning to use to dazzle her soft heart.”

He ran a hand through his hair, which, Dooley observed silently, already looked as if it had been combed with a rake. “And to fall so hard, Paddy? So quickly? I hadn’t counted on that. But to have her running rings around me with her keen eyes and quick mind? To love a woman who is capable of setting up rigs like a prime flimflam man, and who dares to tease me with hints that she knows I’m up to no good? That little girl could teach the devil himself a trick or three! Ah, Paddy, it’s a terrible blow to my consequence, I tell you.”

He fell back against the cushions once more. “I don’t know if I’ll survive the shock of the thing.”

“Glory be to God—what a miserable caterwauling.” Dooley pushed himself up from the chair and crossed the room, to take the bottle out of Thomas’s hand. “It’s eight of the clock in the morning. Mark the time, boyo, for you’re back on the water wagon as of now. And, speaking of water, I’ve ordered up a tub.



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