To Marry An Heiress by Lorraine Heath

Author:Lorraine Heath
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2012-11-20T22:00:00+00:00

He felt a need to protect her that he didn’t experience when he thought of Noel. Naturally he wanted no harm to ever befall Noel, but he knew his son would be adept at looking out for himself.

Upon what sort of man would he bestow the honor of looking after his little girl? No matter how much she grew or how many years she acquired, he would always think of her as his little girl.

Had Nathaniel Pierce felt the same way at one time regarding Gina?

The man had certainly done a lousy job of seeing after his daughter’s welfare. Marrying her off to an impoverished nobleman and then squandering his own wealth without setting any aside for his daughter. What had the man been thinking?

He should have foisted her onto some unsuspecting man of wealth, regardless of title or position in society. Devon’s title certainly didn’t have the power to keep Gina warm, her stomach from growling with hunger, her body clothed in the finest of gowns.

Her body. Dear Lord, but she did have a sweet body. Swells, curves, and hollows that had driven him mad on their wedding night. He’d always shown such regard for Margaret in the dark beneath the blankets, respecting her modesty and only lifting her gown.

But with his Texas wife, he’d revealed every inch of her flesh, feasted on the sight of it.

His aching hand brought him to his senses. It was gripping the bedpost so hard he was surprised he didn’t see indentations in the wood when he loosened his fingers.

He gave Mrs. Tavers a curt nod before striding from the room. He’d only bedded Gina because of the bargain he’d struck with her father. He certainly wasn’t attracted to her, didn’t want her in his bed.

Theirs had been a marriage of convenience, and the convenience had come to an abrupt halt with the death of her father. Or so he repeatedly tried to convince himself.

Perhaps, in retrospect, his canceling the conditions of the bargain had been a bit rash. But he had not gained the wealth her father had promised. It was only fair she not benefit beyond the title, of which he could not deprive her.

He stepped into Noel’s room. The boy’s eyes were fastened on Gina in a manner that could only be described as heroine-worship.

Did Mrs. Tavers normally tuck the lad into bed, or did he see to himself? If their situation were not so dire, the lad would have a valet. Perhaps Devon needed to speak with Winston. Surely one of the remaining servants would provide the service.

His eyes growing more round, Noel sat up and smiled so brightly that Devon feared his son might damage his jaws.

“Father, did you know that cousin Kit was a Marshall? And that he fought in a duel with a bunch of outlaws?”

A bunch of outlaws? What sort of English was his child speaking? A bunch of grapes, perhaps—

“And he shot them all dead?”

Devon quirked a brow. His wife’s cheeks grew rosy as she avoided his gaze.

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