Before the Scandal
“Covering his flinch, Phineas turned away from the front door and faced the landing above. “It may be late for you, Magpie,” he drawled with a grin he didn’t feel, “but for me the night’s barely begun.”“If you’re not ready for bed, come and play whist with me. Or billiards, even.”He shook his head. Thank the devil she’d never encountered The Frenchman, or she might have recognized the army greatcoat he carried draped over one arm. “Not the kind of amusement I’m looking for, Beth.”“But you—we—”“Come along, Beth,” William said from the stop of the stairs above her. “My billiards game is a bit rusty, but I think I can manage whist.”“Phin,” she murmured, her tone making the single word into a plea.“Don’t wait up,” he said, opening the door and slipping outside.As soon as he was out of earshot, he began cursing. English, French, Italian, Spanish—the language didn’t matter, as long as it was black enough to suit his mood. What if he was wrong?
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