backstage of pleasure
en faced him once more. Belinda spoke. "If you promise o
esitated, glanced one last time at the ot
cept your
rther words from them on his inability to choose his own w
d. "If you'l
ast, raking glance over his sisters' f
so he could let the coiled tension, the inevi
ting temper had infected his movements. Jerking the do
, his b
uickly to avoid a collision. Gervase inwardly sig
arrived and is asking
coigne. He was going to have to
ated the matter wouldn't take long and
for small mercies
go to
corridor, leaving
ny suitable lady anywhere in the vicinity. He'd looked about the locality first before acceptin
London was simply his
l the ton returned to the capital in late September. Given
summer hunting grounds of the matchmaking ma
ost him nothing he hadn't already surr
sed his temper was that he'd ha
his lack of same-had become a sore point, a mental bruise tha
aiting by the round table in the center of the castle's gre
sk about
of his first marriage, she was the older half-sister of the
held the estate of Trees Ver Park, situ
oking the western cove. Gascoigne's had been at the Park f
were the principal
ne was the primary guardian of her three brothers, includin
roomed by her father for that duty, and had performed in the
accustomed to treating her
business and for her devotion to the difficult role of her
nsula, and
ighting her face. Courtesy of his years abroad, he didn't know her well, but
visiting his uncle and cousins at the castle, h
e since he'd sold out the previous year and personally taken up the reins of
often communic
w inches shorter than Gervase. As usual when riding abou
rotect her fair skin from the sun, but even more to help confine the mass of h
, forming a halo of spun copper filamen
however, was the
the rest was deliberately and sever
ed, she held out
it, shook it
is easy nod. "Gervase." Her expressi
ere to beg y
. "I thought you'd c
bizarre that your sisters were involved. Have you discovered why they did i
ea at the
. "Something like that. Bu
dea was to put your bull in among your dairy herd. Don't, pray, ask me why- their logic escape
seem any the worse for his adventure, although I'm afraid your
I suppose, have expected something. They're home for the
schoolboy
she walked slowly back to the front door. "Harry's fifteen,
adn't. In this season a slight disrupt