The Tantalizing of a Scandalous Rake (The Lords of Scandal Row Book 3) by Samantha Holt

Author:Samantha Holt [Holt, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Helstone Press
Published: 2021-04-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

If his brothers could see him now...

Well, they’d likely think Adam had caught a fever from his wound and was addled. He was far from lazy but few people of the nobility rose with the dawn.

He rubbed a hand over his face, smothered a yawn and ambled downstairs. His reasons for rising so early were twofold. One, he’d seen how busy Rosie was in the mornings, preparing for the day alone, and two...

Two was the biggest reason, he guessed. He couldn’t sleep anyway for thinking of yesterday. He did not think his previous lovers would claim him to be selfish but never before had he gained such pleasure from the simple act of giving.

Pausing in the doorway to the taproom, he smirked to himself. He supposed there had been nothing simple about what occurred between them. Tasting her, giving her pleasure had left him coiled like an Adder waiting to strike. And he knew where he wanted to sink his teeth.

If only this blasted stab wound would heal quicker. If only he’d been able to take her to bed and not let her go. At least then he’d know how she was this morning. Whether she regretted last night, he had yet to find out.

Raised voices prevented him from moving into the room. He waited a few moments and peered around the corner to spy two men at the rear door by the stables. He could not make out their expressions but their words were aggravated enough. Rosie remained in front of them, hands to her hips while she held her ground.

“There’s not a thing wrong with it!” one of the men protested.

“I am getting complaints.” Rosie’s posture offered a tension that radiated toward Adam, making him want to curl a fist. “You are watering down the ale.”

“That’s a strong accusation, lady,” the other man said.

“I do not make it lightly.”

The first man stepped closer to Rosie, his height forcing her to crane her neck. “If you don’t take these barrels, there will be trouble.”

Adam spied his menacing expression and shook his head to himself. He’d had enough. Striding forward, he came to Rosie’s side. He didn’t look to see if she was aggravated or relieved by his interruption but he did not much care. Let her be annoyed at him. He wasn’t going to tolerate anyone speaking to her so.

“Your ale needs work,” Adam said firmly, stepping in between Rosie and the taller man. A recessed chin speckled with pale whiskers gave him a rattish appearance. Adam reckoned the man to be at least twenty years his senior but hard living might have aged him quicker. His companion, though shorter, was wide through the shoulders and scars upon his face hinted at a rough past. Or perhaps present. Adam only hoped he did not have to fight either of them. He’d win if he had to, but it would likely come at the cost of his recovery.

“We have a contract,” the tall man said tightly. “And we have the barrels.

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