The Blushing Bounder (An Iron Seas Short Novella) - Plot & Excerpts
She had laughed and shrieked from almost the very beginning of their ride, hiding her face against Newberry’s arm as their small cart darted between lumbering lorries, as they were nearly flattened by oncoming steamcoaches, and daring another look again as they passed men and women riding in their slower—and perhaps safer—pedal buggies. At the front of their cart, their gray-haired driver pumped his sturdy legs against two long hydraulic levers, and beneath his feet was a flurry of spinning wheels, clanking gears, and the clickity-clack of segmented metal legs that carried them at speed. Newberry laughed as often as she, though he didn’t hide his head even once, and as the arched stone gate marking the entrance to Temple Fair appeared at the end of the Strand, he said, “I don’t know why I didn’t think to do this earlier.” Temperance knew why. It was because, before today, she’d never invited him to sit beside her—and now, all but squished on a small bench between his solid body and the side of the cart, she’d had more fun than she could recall since… Ever.
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