David Lord of Honor (The Lonely Lords)
“he observed. “If it doesn’t break soon, we’ll lose the early flowers altogether.” Which to him was probably as significant as any diminution in trade or revenue. “It’s February, my lord. February falls during winter. Now that we’ve discussed the weather, you will allow me some quiet in which to consume my tea.” He smiled at that, a bashful expression that preceded a respectful silence while Letty had her first cup. She was in a wonderfully warm chocolate-brown velvet dressing gown edged in red ...piping, and her hair was still in a thick, mussed braid. His lordship did not stand on ceremony with her, which, considering the early hour, was wise of him. “Better now?” he asked when she’d set her cup down. “There’s hope,” she allowed, reaching for the teapot. “But not if you want to harangue me at any length. I’m starting on the account books for the month this morning, and I expect I’ll have questions for you.” “Good, because I have a few things I wanted to discuss with you too, the first being your penchant for repairing to your own domicile in the afternoons.MoreLess
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