small women. I like an armful. Tall, leggy, soft…” He cocked his eyebrow as he cuffed Piper on the arm, tilting his head knowingly.
“ Quite,” Piper croaked, before clearing her throat, “Right-o,” she tried again with a stiff chuckle, punching her arm out bouncing on her toes nervously. “An armful.”
He towered over her. She had to tilt her head back almost uncomfortably to look at his face. There was such an aura of leashed power that hung about him. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Oh, my goodness, he smelled divine . She unconsciously scanned his face, square jaw, well-shaped nose, and a firm full mouth. She was feeling warm all of a sudden. Her hands nervously played with the brim of her beaver hat. Her brows furrowed when her eyes settled on his lips, she realized his mouth was quirked in a tiny smile. Hell and damnation ! He looked like he was up to something.
Slowly she raised her eyes to meet his. They weren’t just brown; they were gold as well. Right now they seemed to glow with a golden hue that matched his honey blonde hair. His simmering amber eyes roamed over her. He was like a lion, so sleek and powerful who ruled over his domain. Oh my! She thought as her breath caught. There was a twinkle of humor in them. His winged golden brows rose as if he knew she was up to something as well.
She must be acting like a perfect ninny, that’s all. She was acting like she had never met a real life man before. How perfectly ridiculous she was! She shook her head and blew out her pent up breath with a loud puff of air.
“ Very good. Maybe we will meet again before you leave, Smith.” He looked at Chester before he glanced back at Piper, Rockwell bowed slightly. “Nice to meet you, Smith .” His eyes never left her face while he waited for her to respond.
“ You as well, m-m-my lord,” Piper rasped on a strangled whisper as she bowed. She rocked nervously from foot to foot as she waited for Chester.
Chester quickly bowed to Rockwell then he grabbed Piper by the arm and practically dragged her out of the room.
His instincts were never wrong. He tapped his chin pensively, hmmm…how very interesting . Graydon thought; a feral grin spread across his face. The hunt was on. He had caught the scent of his next prey and he was going to chase it out in the open. Portland didn’t seem clever enough to have devised a scheme such as this all on his own. Finally he had something interesting to occupy his time; and so early in the season as well.
His lips quirked, I wonder if Ash was aware of this little masquerade, surely not. ‘George Smith’. He watched as the little man practically had to run to keep up with Portland. His eyes narrowed as they were drawn to the provocatively swaying gently rounded backside that peeped out between the tails on his bottle green coat. He didn’t know a single man with a bottom like that. He could spot a female from a mile away he thought with an intrigued smile. Well, well, well. Turning with a curiously light spring in his step, he whistled a jaunty tune.
………………………………
Piper thought she was going to faint as they made their way to the pavement in front of the townhouse, doubling over in a fit of giggles grabbing her aching sides. Rivulets of tears were streaming down her cheeks. “That is the most fun I’ve had in a long time.” She swiped at her wet cheeks with her coat sleeves. “I wish Poppy could have witnessed this. She would be so proud of me.”
“ Shhh…” Chester said hastily through gritted teeth. “We’re not alone yet.”
Glancing cautiously around, Piper quickly gained control of her laughter wiping the grin off her face. “That was close,” she whispered loudly. “Oh my goodness, I cannot believe he actually came up to you! I hadn’t realized you knew him that well.”
“ We belong to the same club is all?” Chester shrugged. “He’s a dashed fine fellow, top of the trees. See him with Ash
“ Quite,” Piper croaked, before clearing her throat, “Right-o,” she tried again with a stiff chuckle, punching her arm out bouncing on her toes nervously. “An armful.”
He towered over her. She had to tilt her head back almost uncomfortably to look at his face. There was such an aura of leashed power that hung about him. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Oh, my goodness, he smelled divine . She unconsciously scanned his face, square jaw, well-shaped nose, and a firm full mouth. She was feeling warm all of a sudden. Her hands nervously played with the brim of her beaver hat. Her brows furrowed when her eyes settled on his lips, she realized his mouth was quirked in a tiny smile. Hell and damnation ! He looked like he was up to something.
Slowly she raised her eyes to meet his. They weren’t just brown; they were gold as well. Right now they seemed to glow with a golden hue that matched his honey blonde hair. His simmering amber eyes roamed over her. He was like a lion, so sleek and powerful who ruled over his domain. Oh my! She thought as her breath caught. There was a twinkle of humor in them. His winged golden brows rose as if he knew she was up to something as well.
She must be acting like a perfect ninny, that’s all. She was acting like she had never met a real life man before. How perfectly ridiculous she was! She shook her head and blew out her pent up breath with a loud puff of air.
“ Very good. Maybe we will meet again before you leave, Smith.” He looked at Chester before he glanced back at Piper, Rockwell bowed slightly. “Nice to meet you, Smith .” His eyes never left her face while he waited for her to respond.
“ You as well, m-m-my lord,” Piper rasped on a strangled whisper as she bowed. She rocked nervously from foot to foot as she waited for Chester.
Chester quickly bowed to Rockwell then he grabbed Piper by the arm and practically dragged her out of the room.
His instincts were never wrong. He tapped his chin pensively, hmmm…how very interesting . Graydon thought; a feral grin spread across his face. The hunt was on. He had caught the scent of his next prey and he was going to chase it out in the open. Portland didn’t seem clever enough to have devised a scheme such as this all on his own. Finally he had something interesting to occupy his time; and so early in the season as well.
His lips quirked, I wonder if Ash was aware of this little masquerade, surely not. ‘George Smith’. He watched as the little man practically had to run to keep up with Portland. His eyes narrowed as they were drawn to the provocatively swaying gently rounded backside that peeped out between the tails on his bottle green coat. He didn’t know a single man with a bottom like that. He could spot a female from a mile away he thought with an intrigued smile. Well, well, well. Turning with a curiously light spring in his step, he whistled a jaunty tune.
………………………………
Piper thought she was going to faint as they made their way to the pavement in front of the townhouse, doubling over in a fit of giggles grabbing her aching sides. Rivulets of tears were streaming down her cheeks. “That is the most fun I’ve had in a long time.” She swiped at her wet cheeks with her coat sleeves. “I wish Poppy could have witnessed this. She would be so proud of me.”
“ Shhh…” Chester said hastily through gritted teeth. “We’re not alone yet.”
Glancing cautiously around, Piper quickly gained control of her laughter wiping the grin off her face. “That was close,” she whispered loudly. “Oh my goodness, I cannot believe he actually came up to you! I hadn’t realized you knew him that well.”
“ We belong to the same club is all?” Chester shrugged. “He’s a dashed fine fellow, top of the trees. See him with Ash
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