She was all set to have Warburton turn him away, until she learned he’d brought an acquaintance. “Lady Honoria St. Gregory,” Warburton intoned as he ushered the lady and Lord Robert into the sitting room. Emily was thoroughly sorry for the gown she’d worn. It was a ruffled pink silk day dress her...
Surely she could survive two days. She’d sat longer vigils in the wards in Boston, taking breaks only for short naps, determined to cheat death. Two days was child’s play. Of course, normally, when she sat with a patient, she was either alone in the ward or a doctor or oth...
Nathan Kent said, clasping his hands behind his bottle green coat as he and Sinclair ambled back toward their ladies through the other shoppers thronging Bond Street. Sinclair would hardly have called his relationship with Ariadne easy. Interesting, exhilarating, challenging, certainly. But he co...
She simply had to tell Cleo what she’d done. She was rather glad her friend received her in the wood-paneled library of the Hastings’s townhouse and did not suggest refreshments. Eloise’s hands were shaking so hard she was certain she’d never be able to hold a cup of tea. “I must be mad,” she tol...
The gendarme on the bunk closest to the door raised up on his elbow and squinted through sleepy eyes. “Where’s Gilles?” The other man plopped back down on his bed. “Third bed on the right. Top bunk.” He turned back to Daniell...
“They’re here again, sir.” Daniel glanced up from his perusal of the plans for the new school he was building for the village. “’They,’ Evenson?” “The young Masters Jacobs, sir.” Daniel could see that his man was trying to keep the impassive demeanor his position required, but his graying hair lo...
Asheram appeared in the door to the sitting room. He looked tired, but not devastated, which could only mean that David was still alive. Hannah jumped to her feet and ran to him. “What are you doing here!” she demanded, ready to shove him back to David’s side if needed. The girls had leapt to the...
Malcolm was not a little surprised to find an excessive amount of interest in his behavior at the ball. To his mind, he had been rather blatant in his attentions. Indeed, had he shown as much interest in an act introduced to Parliament as he had shown in Miss Compton, his opponents would have had...
Putting a heel to her own mount’s flank, she pelted after him. He was a good rider. She knew that. But a strange horse and unfamiliar surroundings could unnerve even the best horseman. She was sure he’d recover shortly, but it was best to stay close just in case. And it made for an exhilarating r...
The thought kept running through Richard’s mind as he saw Claire home and returned to Everard House for his own bed. Claire had always been popular; when he’d been courting her, at some balls he’d had to wade through suitors six deep to reach her side. Then she’d seemed entirely too aware of the ...
Oh, how she wanted him to deny it! For if he had truly placed his heart in someone else’s keeping, she did not like her chances of retrieving it. “If you are referring to my brother’s wife,” he said, face so still it might have been carved from marble, “it would be inappro...
After helping at the bakery, he went to Kelloggs’ and finished stacking the latest goods in the right places. He thought maybe the busy work would keep his mind off Maddie, but it seemed as if he felt that kiss against his cheek through the entire evening. She’d only meant...
If anyone was watching from the Dalrymple establishment where he’d just called, he didn’t want them to think he was running away. Even though he was. He had never understood the duke’s fascination with Acantha Dalrymple. True, she seemed kinder lately, sweeter, the blue of her gowns setting her e...
Stop this instant!” His feet on the pavement outside the Townsend townhouse, Jamie turned at the sound of Lady Minerva’s strident voice. Habit. His mother had always said that when your betters call, you better answer. The trouble was, at the moment, he could not agree that anyone in that house w...
Despite his protests to innocence, he was campaigning for her to return to Wallin Landing. She was not about to give in, but she thought she knew how to fight back. “Have you ever shopped at Derango’s?” he asked as they maneuvered among the other wagons and pedestrians pas...