A Rose Between The Thornes (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
Damn woman. Who would ever thought she had a pistol, a Manton no less, if his brief glimpse was correct. Not only that, but have the wisdom to use it? He chuckled and it became a gasp and a wince as his movement stirred up the pain in the arm. He moved it carefully. In truth he was sure it was but a mere graze, but if it suited him and his twin’s purpose to play on the fact he was injured, he would do so with gladness. All was fair in love and war after all. Footsteps outside heralded the return of Jasper. Nat struggled to sit up. There was no way he would submit to Jasper carrying him over his shoulder, and holding him by the arse. They may enjoy sharing a woman; they did not share each other. He said as much to Jasper when he opened the door and set the lantern he had brought with him onto the carriage floor. Jasper laughed, and even Nat could hear the relief in it. “Good grief, never. I can think of nothing more abhorrent. If I choose to utilize my predilection for a hot male arse, ‘twil be with your knowledge, even your voyeurism as it was in Paris, but never your participation.”
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