To Catch A Fallen Spy by Barbara Devlin

Author:Barbara Devlin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-06-27T18:00:00+00:00

TO CATCH A FALLEN SPY

CHAPTER EIGHT

Since Caroline married Trevor, the Brethren women assembled on the eve of each subsequent wedding to support each other and talk of things no gently bred lady of quality would ever admit to discussing. To her dismay, Elaine had always been excused early in the evening. But that night, they congregated for her.

“It can be rather shocking your first time.” Rebecca furrowed her brow.

“For me, it was an otherworldly experience.” Alex gazed at the ceiling, sighed, and shuddered visibly. “I treasure the memory.”

Sabrina poured a glass of champagne and rolled her eyes. “And it can be quite an inconvenience, until you adjust.”

Caroline tapped her cheek. “But you soon grow accustomed to it.”

Cara nodded in agreement. “Before you realize it, answering to your married name is second nature.”

Lenore snapped her fingers. “Do not disregard the benefits, because you get to shop for new stationary.”

“That is wonderful, but we have danced around the topic foremost on my mind, and I believe you know what I reference.” Impatient and nervous, Elaine focused the ladies on the primary task. Given she had made her decision to wed Ross, she left behind the hurts of the past and pledged to move forward with haste. “As no one knows what goes on behind closed doors, and you always provide the requisite information to the bride-to-be at our little festivities, I would avail myself of your combined wisdom.”

“Would you like some more champagne?” Daphne lifted the bottle.

“No, thank you.” Elaine shook her head. “You are stalling, and if I have another glass, I may not remember your advice. Please, I am terrified of the consummation.”

“Were we not all?” With a wistful countenance, Lenore smiled.

“Good heavens, no.” Rebecca snickered. “I initiated the singular event, when Dirk hesitated, as he is nothing if not honorable.”

“Do not look at me.” With a fist pressed to her bosom, Alex blinked. “As everyone knows I was pregnant with twins when I married Jason. We did not achieve that by forgoing the obvious.”

Given Alex’s admission, Elaine’s imagination ran rampant. How would her sisters react if they knew Ross installed Elaine in her own bedchamber? For the past sennight, she ventured to his townhome on Farm Street, to supervise the decoration of her private apartment and meet the domestic staff. The bitter pill of disappointment settled in her throat whenever she pondered their sleeping arrangements, as she expected to share his accommodation.

“Have you any idea what goes where?” Daphne inquired in a low tone.

“Yes.” Elaine bit her lower lip. “I apologize, Cara, but I happened upon you and Lance in the orangery at Sandgate, this summer, and that instance offered quite an education.”

Cara gasped. “How long did you watch us?”

“Not very much.” And it was an image Elaine fought to erase from her mind, as she never again wanted to glimpse Lance’s bare bottom flexing and thrusting. “My sincere regrets, but I was so startled that I just stood there.” Then Elaine conjured Ross doing the same thing to her, and her cheeks burned.

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