Never Wager Against Love (Kellington Book Three) - Plot & Excerpts
They dropped Sir Lawrence at his bachelor’s quarters first. His rooms were in a good neighborhood just beyond Mayfair, a popular area for many of the ton’s young bucks. Truth be told, the neighborhood was nicer than the one Arthur lived in. Arthur helped Sir Lawrence to his rooms, with Vanessa following. The valet whose mother had died had not yet returned, so as Arthur started a fire, Vanessa found fresh water for him. “I wish you would’ve let us stop one more time for a meal, Kellington,” sniffed Sir Lawrence. “My landlady shan’t like it when I ring her for food at this hour. Put another shovel of coal in there, will you chap? Don’t want to be a skinflint with the heat.” Arthur added coal to the fire, steeling himself with patience. He’d been hungry himself as they’d approached that last inn, but had decided that prolonging his time with Sir Lawrence by even twenty minutes would have resulted in grave bodily harm to the agent. “Kellington,”
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