The Bad Luck Wedding Night, Bad Luck Wedding series #5 (Bad Luck Abroad trilogy) by Geralyn Dawson Page B
Authors: Geralyn Dawson
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Robyn said, "That's a lie. Flora always has been the good twin. I, of course, take after her."
As Nick started coughing, the young girl added, "You haven't told them who Sarah is yet, have you, Nick? I was afraid I'd miss it. Jake said to go ahead without him. He's taking Scooter for a walk."
Nick grimaced, knowing what would come next. Leave it to the baby of the family to spill the beans.
"What about Sarah?" demanded Melanie. "Do you know who she is? How do you know about her?"
Aurora threw him a green-eyed glare. "You told your Scots sisters but not your English ones?"
"Girls, please," Nick said, wishing he had a splash of whisky to add to his coffee. He should have anticipated that Robyn would know about his wife. Robyn would have learned the detail from Jake or Gillian, and while they could keep their lips fastened, Robyn was another kettle of fish.
Charlotte set down her cup abruptly. "You know, I don't appreciate your speaking poorly about Lady Pratt She is to be my mother-in-law soon, and that makes her my family. One shouldn't speak so about family."
Melanie rolled her eyes. "Charlotte, keep up. We're talking about Nicholas's mystery woman now."
"I'm not I'm talking about my fiancé's mother. I want you to stop being mean about Rodney's mother," she continued, her voice growing a bit shrill. "I'll be happy at Breadsall Manor. Lady Pratt will learn to accept my place in the household. Rodney has promised."
The other sisters all shared a look, then Robyn reached over and patted her knee. "Of course he will, Char. I like Rodney. He tells funny jokes."
Melanie muttered, "Living with the Dragon Lady, he needs a good sense of humor."
Gillian shot the others a chastising look. "Rodney is a good man. We all think so. He'll do right by Charlotte. Otherwise, he'll answer to Nicholas. Won't he, Nicholas?"
Nick simply sighed. Not for the first time, he wondered if he wanted children of his own, after all. Maybe if I just have boys it'll be all right Quieter, certainly.
"Your sister isn't marrying Dragon Lady Pratt, she's marrying the Dragon Lady's son," he said. "Lord Pratt is a good man. Young, true. But he'll learn. He and Charlotte will learn together—if they give themselves the time to adjust. That's the only interfering I plan to do—to make certain they have a nice, long honeymoon. Just the two of them, with no interruptions. Every marriage deserves that."
"I quite agree," Aurora declared, shooting her brother a blistering glare. "No one should have their honeymoon interrupted. I know how horrible that is."
"You weren't on your honeymoon, Aurora," Gillian pointed out. "Nicholas caught up with you and Willie Hart before you married."
Aurora gave a dismissive wave. "A minor detail."
"Not in the least," Nick inserted. Anxious to change the subject, he said, "So, do you wish to hear about Sarah?"
Breathing a sigh of relief at the sudden quiet, he drained his coffee, then set down his cup. Five feminine faces gazed at him with varying degrees of expectancy. Warmth filled his chest. This was his family: Charlotte, Melanie, and Aurora. Gillian and Robyn. Only Flora and her bairns were missing.
And Sarah. Despite everything, he'd always thought of her as family.
"Yes we do, brother," Melanie said. "Who is she, and why is she here ?"
Gillian gave him an encouraging smile. Robyn giggled softly. The pretty speech Nick had spent half the night composing flew right out of his mind. So he spoke the only sentence he had left. "Sarah is my wife."
For a long moment, silence reigned like a queen. Then Aurora asked, "You are referring to the woman who punched you? The muddy one?"
Robyn piped up. "She was supposed to meet Nicholas at Rowanclere before Christmas, but she was late."
"That's why you went to Rowanclere in December?" Melanie asked, her eyes flashing. "To bring home a wife? And it slipped your mind to tell us about it?"
Charlotte nibbled worriedly at her lower lip. "Rodney's mother was quite upset last
As Nick started coughing, the young girl added, "You haven't told them who Sarah is yet, have you, Nick? I was afraid I'd miss it. Jake said to go ahead without him. He's taking Scooter for a walk."
Nick grimaced, knowing what would come next. Leave it to the baby of the family to spill the beans.
"What about Sarah?" demanded Melanie. "Do you know who she is? How do you know about her?"
Aurora threw him a green-eyed glare. "You told your Scots sisters but not your English ones?"
"Girls, please," Nick said, wishing he had a splash of whisky to add to his coffee. He should have anticipated that Robyn would know about his wife. Robyn would have learned the detail from Jake or Gillian, and while they could keep their lips fastened, Robyn was another kettle of fish.
Charlotte set down her cup abruptly. "You know, I don't appreciate your speaking poorly about Lady Pratt She is to be my mother-in-law soon, and that makes her my family. One shouldn't speak so about family."
Melanie rolled her eyes. "Charlotte, keep up. We're talking about Nicholas's mystery woman now."
"I'm not I'm talking about my fiancé's mother. I want you to stop being mean about Rodney's mother," she continued, her voice growing a bit shrill. "I'll be happy at Breadsall Manor. Lady Pratt will learn to accept my place in the household. Rodney has promised."
The other sisters all shared a look, then Robyn reached over and patted her knee. "Of course he will, Char. I like Rodney. He tells funny jokes."
Melanie muttered, "Living with the Dragon Lady, he needs a good sense of humor."
Gillian shot the others a chastising look. "Rodney is a good man. We all think so. He'll do right by Charlotte. Otherwise, he'll answer to Nicholas. Won't he, Nicholas?"
Nick simply sighed. Not for the first time, he wondered if he wanted children of his own, after all. Maybe if I just have boys it'll be all right Quieter, certainly.
"Your sister isn't marrying Dragon Lady Pratt, she's marrying the Dragon Lady's son," he said. "Lord Pratt is a good man. Young, true. But he'll learn. He and Charlotte will learn together—if they give themselves the time to adjust. That's the only interfering I plan to do—to make certain they have a nice, long honeymoon. Just the two of them, with no interruptions. Every marriage deserves that."
"I quite agree," Aurora declared, shooting her brother a blistering glare. "No one should have their honeymoon interrupted. I know how horrible that is."
"You weren't on your honeymoon, Aurora," Gillian pointed out. "Nicholas caught up with you and Willie Hart before you married."
Aurora gave a dismissive wave. "A minor detail."
"Not in the least," Nick inserted. Anxious to change the subject, he said, "So, do you wish to hear about Sarah?"
Breathing a sigh of relief at the sudden quiet, he drained his coffee, then set down his cup. Five feminine faces gazed at him with varying degrees of expectancy. Warmth filled his chest. This was his family: Charlotte, Melanie, and Aurora. Gillian and Robyn. Only Flora and her bairns were missing.
And Sarah. Despite everything, he'd always thought of her as family.
"Yes we do, brother," Melanie said. "Who is she, and why is she here ?"
Gillian gave him an encouraging smile. Robyn giggled softly. The pretty speech Nick had spent half the night composing flew right out of his mind. So he spoke the only sentence he had left. "Sarah is my wife."
For a long moment, silence reigned like a queen. Then Aurora asked, "You are referring to the woman who punched you? The muddy one?"
Robyn piped up. "She was supposed to meet Nicholas at Rowanclere before Christmas, but she was late."
"That's why you went to Rowanclere in December?" Melanie asked, her eyes flashing. "To bring home a wife? And it slipped your mind to tell us about it?"
Charlotte nibbled worriedly at her lower lip. "Rodney's mother was quite upset last
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