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by Mary Davenport
Category: Erotica/Menage Erotica/Romance
Description: Captain Ashton Cooper and Lord Randall Wyatt have always been the best of friends. When Ashton announces his plan to leave his beloved England behind to make a life for himself in the New World, Randall has one more favor to ask of his old friend, share his wife with him and give her the child he can't. One night of carnal passion may fulfill all their desires and give them memories and a legacy to last a lifetime.
eBook Publisher: Cobblestone Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: October 2010
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [50 KB]
Reading time: 29-40 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"Forgive me for saying so, my lord, but you seem a bit agitated tonight."
Randall Hyatt let Percy help him on with his coat and use a lint brush to smooth away any stray threads.
Fidgeting, Randall straightened the cravat at his throat and tried to pull himself together. "I'm sorry, Percy. I'm just a bit distracted tonight."
"It's not because Ashton is leaving, is it, my Lord?"
"Hmm?" Randall asked, lost in his own thoughts.
"I said, it's not because Ashton is leaving," Percy said, repeating the question with more force. "I've been with you for fifteen years, followed you into war, nursed you through your injuries. I was there for the death of your father and later for your marriage to Simone. I've seen you in all types of moods, but I've never seen you like this."
Randall made a face at his long-time friend and servant. "That's a part of it, but not all."
"You and Lady Simone aren't having problems, are you?" asked Percy with a worried frown.
"Don't be stupid," Randall said with more force than he intended, and Percy flinched. Silently, he berated himself. He had to calm down. He knew the servants had been gossiping of late, and surely, Percy had been privy to their speculations. He didn't blame them really. His and Simone's sixth anniversary was fast approaching, and still there was no child. But none of that was Percy's fault. "I'm sorry, old man," he said, rubbing his temple. "I just have this headache that's making me irritable. I didn't mean to be cross with you."
Percy gave a grumpy harrumph but continued gathering Randall's discarded hunting clothes.
Randall felt guilty for his short temper but couldn't help it. If everything turned out as he hoped this weekend, he would more than make it up to his faithful friend. "Have you made the arrangements I requested?"
"Yes, my lord. Dinner will be on the table by nine, and the kitchen is well stocked with provisions."
"And the servants?"
"They have tomorrow off. Mr. Roberts has offered to take every one down to the village in the wagon, and I'm supposed to convey their appreciation for the unexpected holiday, especially since it's Lady Simone's birthday tonight. We'd all assumed there would be a party."
Randall cleared his throat nervously. "Well, yes. Normally there would be, but since Ashton is leaving, Lady Simone and I decided to celebrate quietly this year and devote all of our attention to Ashton. We want to spend some time with him before he leaves for the colonies."
"A very treacherous journey from what I understand," Percy replied noncommittally.
Randall hid a smile. He knew how to read between the lines with his faithful servant. That polite, seemingly innocuous comment meant Percy thought Ashton must be as mad as a hatter to leave the civilized world for a wilderness like the New World.
"Ashton says there's money to be made there," Randall explained, pulling on his boots.
"Surely Captain Ashton doesn't need money. He's said to be worth a fortune."
"He is. It's not the money he's seeking. It's the adventure," Randall replied sadly. He would greatly miss his old friend, even though he was the one driving Ashton out of the country.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, my lord, before I leave?" Percy asked, holding Randall's soiled garments over his arm.
"No, I believe you've taken care of everything. You go and enjoy your holiday."
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay? I don't like the idea of leaving you and Lady Simone all alone."
Randall gave a short bark of laughter. "Don't be an old fusspot, Percy. Simone and I are quite capable of taking care of ourselves for a day or so without your supervision."
"I didn't mean to imply..."
Randall's impatient wave interrupted Percy's explanation. "I know you didn't. Go. Have fun. And don't come back until late Sunday night. All of you deserve a break, and I mean it." He firmly clapped Percy on the back and walked him to the door.
Percy pursed his lips, but he was well trained and would do as Randall ordered.
He gave Randall a quick bow. "Yes, sir. I'll see you Sunday night."