Scottish Brides
“From the other end of the room, Rose watched her go, and started thinking—fast.
“I really need to write some letters,” Jeremy confessed—just as Duncan strolled up.
“Make use of the desk in the library,” Duncan offered, the epitome of the urbane host. “You’ll find everything you need there.”
Jeremy hesitated. “You’re sure I won’t be putting you out?”
“No, no.” With an easy smile, Duncan waved the suggestion aside. “I’ve completed all the estate business necessary.” His gaze swung to Rose. “I rat...her think I’m more in need of relaxation.” The timbre of his voice altered subtly; his gaze, holding hers, grew more intent. “I was thinking of a game of croquet.”
Rose didn’t bat an eye. “Croquet?”
“Hmm. Somewhat combative for a lady, I know, but I wouldn’t have thought that would deter you.”
He was pricking her deliberately, challenging her, doubtless in the hope that she’d rise to his bait and forget that the croquet lawn, while not far from the house, was surrounded by a screening hedge—a completely private enclosure for a game that, unless she missed her guess, would have very little to do with hoops and mallets.MoreLess
“I really need to write some letters,” Jeremy confessed—just as Duncan strolled up.
“Make use of the desk in the library,” Duncan offered, the epitome of the urbane host. “You’ll find everything you need there.”
Jeremy hesitated. “You’re sure I won’t be putting you out?”
“No, no.” With an easy smile, Duncan waved the suggestion aside. “I’ve completed all the estate business necessary.” His gaze swung to Rose. “I rat...her think I’m more in need of relaxation.” The timbre of his voice altered subtly; his gaze, holding hers, grew more intent. “I was thinking of a game of croquet.”
Rose didn’t bat an eye. “Croquet?”
“Hmm. Somewhat combative for a lady, I know, but I wouldn’t have thought that would deter you.”
He was pricking her deliberately, challenging her, doubtless in the hope that she’d rise to his bait and forget that the croquet lawn, while not far from the house, was surrounded by a screening hedge—a completely private enclosure for a game that, unless she missed her guess, would have very little to do with hoops and mallets.MoreLess
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