The Duke's Untamed Desire (Devilish Dukes Book 2) by Amy Jarecki

Author:Amy Jarecki [Jarecki, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“Your Grace?” exclaimed Dobbs, ushering Fletcher into a long gallery festooned with portraiture of Georgiana’s family. “I cannot believe you’ve been out in this squall throughout the entire day.”

Fletcher removed his dripping cloak and handed it to a footman as he spied a full-length picture of Georgiana leading a stately chestnut mare. She looked to be in her late teens, perhaps more carefree. “My carriage threw an axle near Datchet. It will take days to repair. I had little option but to ride on.”

“I commend your perseverance. Allow me to show you to your chamber straightaway.” Dobbs snapped his fingers at the footman. “See to it a bath is drawn at once.”

A chill coursed across Fletcher’s skin. Dear God, he must be soaked to the bone. “Thank you. And if you would please send up a lad with an old blanket for my dogs to lie upon and dry before the hearth. The poor devils are as wet and cold as I.”

“Straightaway.” The butler beckoned him. “Follow me.”

Fletcher rubbed his outer arms and gave the butler a nod. “Lead on.”

A tune from a pianoforte filled the hall right before a beautiful voice began to sing. Another shiver coursed through Fletcher’s entire body but, this time, it had nothing to do with being cold. He knew this voice, though he’d never before heard the woman sing. Leading the dogs away from Dobbs, he soon found the music chamber while the alluring alto continued to mesmerize. Georgiana sounded nothing like Signora Morella. The operatic soprano was practiced and proficient, but Her Ladyship was sultry, raw, and intoxicating.

Forgetting the water dripping from his clothing, the fact he was bone cold, and accompanied by two dogs, he remained at the jamb of the partially open door and peered inside. Georgiana stood beside the pianoforte wearing an India muslin evening gown of ivory. Her shoulders square, the notes of the aria filled the room with pure temptation. As the sequence ended, she took a deep breath, making round, supple breasts strain against her plunging bodice.

Leaning forward along with her inhalation, Fletcher’s shoulder nudged the door.

At the creak of the hinges, Georgiana’s gaze shifted his way. “Ah!” she gasped, drawing her hands over her mouth.

The music stopped while all heads turned and Rasputin sprang to his feet and barked. Max and Molly lunged against their leads, responding in kind while the Pointer bounded toward them. “Come behind,” Fletcher growled, pulling his pair to heel.

“Rasputin!” hollered Lord Derby. At the sound of his master’s voice, the overgrown puppy straightened his legs and slid on the floorboards, toenails screeching until the dog stopped and stared, excitedly wagging his tail.

“Ahem.” Fletcher patted his chest with a snappy bow while the baron commanded his dog to return to his mat by the hearth. “Please forgive me. I was on my way above stairs to don some dry clothes and was stopped by the sound of stunningly beautiful music coming from this very chamber.”

“Your Grace.” Lady Georgiana rushed toward him.

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