He hadn't been thinking at al, his manhood had been the one in charge last night, his presently very content, wel spent manhood.

How much of Christiana had been on display? Good Lord, what had he been thinking? Richard knew the answer to that wel enough. Richard's eyes widened in horror as he realized they had been in front of the window at first. 'Was it supposed to be a secret? If so, you shouldn't have done it in the front window for anyone on the street to see.' 'How the devil did you know I tumbled her?' 'Yes, wel, I changed my mind.' He paused to scowl at the man. 'Last night you weren't sure you wanted to keep her.' 'My, we've certainly changed our tune this morning,' Daniel said dryly. Sit about in my carriage while you gave you know who's wife a tumble?' 'Wel you know who's whereabouts is rather important to me,' Richard said stiffly, and then pointed out, 'And I wouldn't have had to wake you from a dead slumber to find out where he is if you hadn't left without me last night.'ĭaniel dropped into the nearest seat with disgust. 'You had my valet roust me from a dead slumber to ask me that?' 'That is your emergency?' he asked with disbelief. 'Where is - ' he paused to glance toward the stil open door and then almost whispered, ' - the you know what? 'ĭaniel came to a shuddering halt, his face going blank for a minute before he asked, 'You mean - ' he too paused to glance toward the door, and then whispered,

Before he could cry out the 'Finaly!' that was trembling on his lips, Woodrow rushed forward, saying, 'What is it? What's happened? My valet said you told him it was an emergency and urgent that you speak with me.'

Richard had been pacing Daniel's parlor for several minutes when the other man finaly made his appearance.

The Countess by Lynsay Sands