Wanton Widows: Three Short Regency Romps by Isabella Hargreaves

Wanton Widows: Three Short Regency Romps by Isabella Hargreaves

Author:Isabella Hargreaves [Hargreaves, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B011CG10HC
Goodreads: 25883544
Publisher: Smashwords Edition
Published: 2015-08-06T16:00:00+00:00


She and Jeremy climbed the grand staircase to the upper floor of the house. At the head of the stairs was Arabella’s chamber and she knew her husband’s was to the right, as that was where she had found him last night. She expected her brother-in-law to turn left to the other chamber on this floor, but instead he strode to the door of her husband’s room.

She halted. “Where are you going?” she asked.

“To my chamber. It’s here.”

Bewildered she said, “That can’t be your room. It’s my husband’s.”

“I think you will find Jerome occupies the master chamber beyond yours.” He indicated the doorway to her left. “Didn’t you see the connecting door from your chamber?”

Confusion and horror swamped her senses. She closed her eyes to think. “It couldn’t be so.” She opened her eyes and looked into his dark ones – the same as her husband’s. He looked so like him. “Show me,” she demanded.

He pushed the door open and stepped back to allow her to precede him into the room. Following her, he walked to his dressing room between their chambers and returned with three large sketch books.

She gazed around. It was as familiar as a room seen by moonlight could be. There was the large four-poster bed and the curtains remained open. When she walked to the dressing room doorway she recognised the now-familiar scent of his shaving soap pervading the air. Her stomach churned with horror. “It must be true.” She looked at him in shock.

He returned her gaze. “I will never say anything to my brother. I had no idea who you were. I took you for a maid who was more than willing. I apologise most sincerely.” He looked it.

Her hand covered her mouth to hold back the bile threatening to roil up from her stomach. The consequences were too numerous to comprehend. What if Jerome found out? Guessed? What if she had Jeremy’s baby instead of her husband’s?

“Do you usually have relations with any willing woman who appears in your bed?” she asked, appalled.

“Never before. I can’t tell you why I did last night, except that you were a vision, like a goddess come down to Earth, and I wanted to experience you.”

She ran to the dressing room and opened its far door. There was her room, as she had left it. She slammed the door closed and leant against it. What had she done?

Jeremy had followed her to stand in his doorway. “I am truly sorry to have caused you pain. I will leave today and you will never have to be in my company again.”

Desperation coloured her voice. “That cannot happen, because Jerome would suspect something if you were to suddenly leave. And then cut off contact with us … with me.”

“I will be discrete.”

“What if I were to have your child?”

“It is unlikely from such a single encounter, but who would know? As you can see yourself, my brother and I are identical. How could anyone tell whether it was his child or mine?”

She clutched her stomach trying to still the queasiness there.



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