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Grams and Sarah gasped
and the men chuckled. Landon then walked away.
Brook sat on the ground
for a moment in disbelief. “That was utterly childish Landon,” she shouted at
Landon made his way to
the bar. “We are all children Brook. Is that not what the good book states?”
Brook rose from the
floor and brushed out the silky purple material of her skirts. “I think you
read from the bad book. The book called, “An idiot’s guide on how to live
without manners”. In fact I think you wrote it.”
Landon laughed hard.
“Well don’t pout Brook. You lost and I won. If you didn’t want-
“Stuff a map in it
already Landon,” Brook snapped.
Devon nudged Quentin
and they both walked over to Landon at the bar. “Perhaps it will be safer in my
study for a while. Besides I have to discuss something of importance with you,”
As the men left the
room, Brook took a seat in a chair that faced Sarah and Grams. The two women
were chit chatting away. Brook found herself lost in her own thoughts.
What kind of a man does that to a woman? I was not the one to encourage
the exchange between us. God he was so close. I wonder if he would have kissed
me again if we were alone. His lips were so soft and warm that night. Firm but
yet gentle. What would they feel like on my neck? I wanted him to-
“Brook!” Grams shouted.
Brook shook her head slightly. She
then gazed at the two with a blank stare.
Quentin started a fire
in Devon’s study. Landon took a seat in a club chair next to the fireplace.
Devon had excused himself for a moment to retrieve a document.
“Is it now customary
for you to drop beautiful woman on the floor?”
Landon looked at
Quentin. “She’ll be fine once she is done being cross with me.”
Quentin sat down across
from Landon. “I think she is going to hang you on one. That is not a woman I
care to mess with.” Quentin paused then said, “She has interest in you. Clearly
you can see that can you not.”
“What gives you that
impression?” Landon asked.
“I see you both sharing
an equal awareness with each other shall we say,” Quentin said.
Devon just then entered
the room. “I have a disquiet feeling concerning Lester McMay.” He handed Landon
the letter McMay had addressed to Sarah before he escaped prison. “He was seen
around town yesterday.”
Two months ago, Devon
never finished reading the letter from McMay.
Landon began to read
the letter aloud.
To my brother's child,
have stolen what is rightfully mine by birthright. You should have died that
night. Your last breath should have been done and gone like your father's and
Devon's father was. They both paid for their mistakes with their lives and so
will you Sarah.
want what is mine. All of you will suffer. I will make you watch me kill
everyone whom you dragged into this. And in the end, when you are alone
surrounded by your dead friends, I will kill you slowly as I did your father.
died by my hands and so will you Sarah. I will hunt you, follow you, and seek
you until I find you. You will forever as long as breath moves through your
body, look over your shoulder.
the birth of your first child, I will take it. You may never close your eyes at
night and not see me there Sarah. You, your child, Devon and everyone else are
all going to die.
looked towards Devon. “What are we to do with the women while the authorities
search for him?”
his hand threw his hair. “It concerns me to be honest with you and I do not
know what we are to do. The letter targets everyone. None of the women are safe
with McMay at large.”
“If I may
offer a solution,” Quentin said. “I had invited the women earlier this night to
visit my country estate. McMay, I assume, has no knowledge of me.”
Landon looked to one another and smiled. Landon said, “We accept.”
Sarah stared at Brook waiting for her answer.
child are you alright?” Grams asked.
expression was blank. “I am fine.” She stood quickly and crossed the room to
the bar and poured herself a glass of wine.
cleared her throat. “We were wondering if you care to have a picnic with us
tomorrow in the orchards. We could have some games and contests for the men.”
sounds lovely,” Brook said. A picnic with Landon. I will find an excuse
tomorrow not to go. Maybe I could plant the seed I am beginning not to feel
well before I leave tonight.
entered the room and walked over to Sarah. He held out a silver try in front of
her with a pill and a small glass of water. “Lady Sarah it is time for your
gazed up at him with confusion in her eyes. “I feel fine Richards.”
gazed at her for a brief moment than said, “Very well Lady Sarah.” As he left
his gaze locked with Gram’s gaze.
grabbed a road map and laid it out across his desk. Landon and Quentin planed
out the route to his country estate. Devon walked over to the painting of a
ship at sea hanging on the wall behind them. He pulled the painting open like a
door. Behind it was a safe set inside the wall. Devon pulled out four guns and
set them on top of the map in front of the men.
glanced at Devon. “Are these truly necessary?”
Landon picked up one of the smaller guns. “You did
not see Sarah when Devon found her in the cellar of McMay’s estate. I have
never seen such-
immediately shut his mouth when he saw Devon’s painful expression in his eyes
as he was telling Quentin the story.
looked back and forth to Landon and Devon. “Why do we not just hunt him down
ourselves? From what you have said he is broke and wanted. It shouldn’t be that
hard to find him. We have enough resources between the three of us.”
said, “It is not that simple Quentin. I wish it were. He has many bad friends
and contacts. The women are not safe with anyone but us. This man will stop at
nothing to fulfill his goal.”
A knock at
the door drew their attention. Landon pulled the map over the pile of guns.
the door holding a silver tray.
looked relieved at the sight of him. “I was about to fetch you. We are planning
to go for a trip in the country and needed to get organized concerning McMay.”
“Ah I see
Sir.” Richards looked serious. In a low hushed tone he said, “I need a moment
alone with you.”
walked with Richards into the hallway. He glanced down at the tray. “Again?” He
looked at Richards after he asked.
afraid so Sir.”
the tray from Richards’s hands and walked down the hallway to where Sarah was
sitting. He left the tray on a side table outside the room.
Devon said softly in the doorway to the sitting room.
and smiled at him. “Yes.”
have a private minute with you?”
stood and walked toward Devon at the doorway. “What is it Lord Price?”
pinched his lips together at her use of his proper name. Since the attack by
her uncle’s assistant, Sarah’s memory was missing large gaps of time, including
the fact they fell in love and were now engaged.
took her hand in his and walked a few steps back into the hallway. He gazed at
her with kind sweet eyes and in a soft voice said, “Sarah you have to take your
medicine every day.”
not need medicine Lord-
are engaged and you had an accident. Because you were hurt you now have to take
this medicine,” Devon said.
at him trying to figure out what was going on. And then it sparked. Tears began
to whelm up in her eyes. “How could I not remember this Dev? You, us, the
her in his arms and whispered, “You will sweetheart. It is just going to take
some time.” He pulled her away from him and smiled. “Now take this before you
not funny Dev,” Sarah said as she rolled her eyes.
her the pill and water with a smile. “Yes it was and so are you.” He kissed her
a seat across from Grams in a chair. She sipped her wine and then downed the
rest in her glass. Grams chuckled at her.
seems to be troubling you Brook?”
“I am fine
really,” Brook said with a smile.
smiled back. “So you have said but your face tells a different story my child.”
She leaned forward and continued, “It has been my experience that when a boy is
unkind to a girl it is for no other reason than he likes her. And from the way
he stares at you my love…I would say very much so at that.”
looked away from her. “We are merely friends Grams and neither of us care to be
anything more.” Brook wished Grams words did not bother her as much as they did.
She had no idea what he felt for her. He kissed her and both of them acted like
it had never happened. If she was to be truly honest with herself, she wished
that kiss had lasted longer. Even worse, she wished he would kiss her again.
stood up and poured another glass of wine from the bar. Sarah came back into
the room. Brook was relieved hearing Grams quickly engage in conversation with
handed Landon back the gun. “I have no need for this Landon.”
you are not fond of guns but it may come to the point where it is necessary to
use one. Just hold onto it. No one is saying you should use it,” Landon said.
smirked at Landon. “Then I have no need to carry one to begin with my friend.”
He slid the gun across the map to Landon. “A simple stick can be just as deadly
as a gun…and much quieter.”
laughed. “This is true Quent. I believe you could make a weapon out of a
patted Landon’s back. “Only if it were poisonous.”
the room and walked over to his desk. He pulled out a book and jotted down
something in it and put it away quickly. “I was thinking we should pare up into
three groups when we go to Quent’s estate. That way if we are followed it may
be easier to lose them.”
shook his head. “It has been my experience that there is safety in numbers
Landon said. “If we split up there is a danger of only one of the carriages
being pursued. Our strength is in our numbers. We must stay together Devon.”
have to agree as well Sir,” Richards said.
turned away and walked to the fire place resting his palms on the ledge. After
a moment he said, “I want to make it clear to everyone in this room that if I
get the chance to kill McMay I will.”
walked over to Devon and placed his hand on Devon’s shoulder and said, “Do not
think for a moment that I will not do the same Devon. We…you nearly lost Sarah
at the hands of that man and his assistant.”
gazed at Landon and the look in his eyes was unsettling to him. He saw pain. A
deep pain coming from somewhere in his friend and in that moment he understood
that he did not know of the love Devon carried for Sarah. He did respect it
though and for that reason alone he would do whatever needed to be done for
standing at the bar top with her back to the women Brook was now on her fourth
glass of wine. She had decided she was not going to turn around until it was
requested of her to do so. She quietly slid on top of a bar stool.
her eyes tight and drank another full glass without hesitation. An image of
Landon’s smile flashed in her mind. The low devilish sound of his words of
promised wickedness rang in her head. So vivid and real she shuttered from the
sound. Brook squeezed her eyes shut tighter. “Get out of my head,” she mumbled.
go away already,” Brook answered softly out loud.
it exactly am I doing in there and I want details Red,” Landon said in a low hushed
tone in her ear.
eyes flew open. Oh dear god. Panic began to wash over her.
walked over to Landon. “I was wondering where you had run off to. I thought I
might find you here.” He glanced over at Brook.
not move his gaze from Brook and she remained staring straight forward at the
shelves full of bottles lining the wall behind the bar. “Quent I seem to be
here there and everywhere at the moment. Would you not agree Brook?”
my boy. Come tell us of your estate. It has been years since my last visit,”
walked away leaving Brook and Landon to their acquired moment.
the bottle of wine and emptied the remainder of it into her glass and drank
half of it.
are we Red? Perhaps I shall join you and you can fill me in on what I’m doing
inside your pretty little Irish head.” Landon poured himself a splash of
scotch. He lifted the glass over to Brook’s and clanged them together.
refused to make eye contact with him. Could someone die of embarrassment? She
wanted to slither away in a corner and disappear. The room was growing warm and
she needed fresh air. Brook picked up her glass of wine. She slid herself off
the bar stool but when her feet hit the floor her legs felt like wet noodles.
Her body spun around and landed in the arms of Landon.
see she was flush. Brook grabbed his shoulders and her glass went tumbling to
alright?” he asked. His hands were around her waist holding her with a tight
shook her head as she gazed up into his deep green eyes. She found herself
leaning in a little closer to him. The warmth of his breath drew her closer and
closed the gap between their lips and kissed her. He did it without thinking.
The way she was looking at him captivated his every thought. It was his only
thought. Her lips were so close.
the room begin to spin. She squeezed Landon’s shoulders harder. The kiss was
brief as Brook pulled away from him. “I don’t feel very well Landon.
his eyes and she looked of a greenish color. “Brook are you going to be-
shook her head yes and Landon grabbed the ice bucket and dumped it on the floor
with force. As soon as he handed it to Brook she used it right there.
noise from Brook’s activity caused everyone in the room to turn.
knelt to the floor and Landon stood by next to her. “Do we have another
bucket? This one seems to be filling up quickly,” he asked. He bent down and
took up Brook’s hair for her.
Sarah for some water and a few rags. “Oh the poor dear. It sounds painful. Do
you think her to be sick with a bug?”
she was enjoying her wine tonight is all,” Quentin said.
all of you would like to regather in a different location for the evening,”
Landon said over Brook’s vocal activity.
stood up. “Yes I would agree that is best. If you need us we will not be far my
group was leaving Richards entered the room with a few supplies and placed them
next to Landon. “When you are able to move her Sir I will have a room ready for
her in the east wing of the house. It will be the chamber at the end of the
hall on the second floor. No one is in that wing so she may have her privacy.
Shall I call for a maid Sir?”
will be good Richards,” Landon said.
have two waiting in her chamber Sir,” Richards said.
another minute Brook lifted her head out of the bucket. Landon gently wiped her
face with the cool water. She had no color in her face at all.
sorry,” she whispered to him.
think anything of it. I myself have had many nights like this very one,” he
closed her eyes and fell backward to the floor. Landon picked her up and
carried her to the chamber on the second floor at the end of the hall. He laid
her on the bed and the two maids began to remove her shoes.
“I will be
outside the door when you are finished,” Landon said.
them said, “It will be a bit Sir. We have to clean her up.”
gave the woman a quick nod and shut the door behind him as he left.
up and down the long hallway. It was dim with only a single candle on the table
next to Brook’s room.
started to replay the moment in his mind before Brook had kissed him. The way
she had gazed into his eyes was no way any other woman had before. He wanted to
somehow feel the way she was looking at him. But what was it exactly? Desire to
be kissed? A feeling of fascination? No it was something else entirely. He did
not understand it; he only knew he had felt it.
was the wine? She did have a lot. Although she was not laughing as most women
do when they were in their drink.She
was staring. She was waiting. She was speaking to me with her eyes. Those gray
blue beautiful eyes. She didn’t blink. She had parted her lips slightly as she
had leaned in closer.
sound of her voice startled Landon and he whipped around. He walked to the
doorway of her room.
“Will you need
us further tonight Sir?”
said to them both. “No I will handle it from here.” He entered the room and
shut the door behind him. She was laid out in the bed with the covers up to her
Quentin saw the
exchange-taking place between Landon and Marcy. He quickly made his way through
the crowd with three drinks in his hands. “Ah here you are Landon. Our party is
waiting for us to return with their beverages.” He placed himself between them.
Quentin could see the fury within Landon’s eyes. Quentin turned and faced
Marcy. “That will be enough for tonight thank you Lady Offensive who dwells in
the town of Wicked.” He then turned to Landon who looked as if he was going to
remove Marcy’s head from her body. “Time to go Landon.” Quentin nudged Landon
to turn away from her. He was grateful when Landon did.
“I will have my
reprisal Landon. You cannot ignore me and think no more of me than a rejected
dog,” Marcy shouted.
Quentin stopped and faced her. “Even a
discarded dog is looked upon with some degree of kindness. You have fallen well
beneath a lowly dog. Your heart is truly hollow Lady.” He turned to join the
others. He had wanted to say those things to her years ago.
The group could see
what had just taken place. Devon was glad Quentin had made it there when he
did, if not, Devon knew he was going to have to intervene. Devon could not
stand the manipulating dishonest woman.
“Who was that Landon
was speaking with?” Sarah asked Devon.
“No one who you would
care to meet my love,” Devon said.
“There is a horrid
story with them, but now is neither the time nor the place for such things,”
Grams said. “She is an awful woman and I will fill you girls in later.”
Brook wanted to know
who that woman was. She gazed at Landon as he walked to the group. Their eyes
locked and Landon concentrated on Brook’s face. He could see the questioning
confusion in her eyes.
The two men came up and
sat down with the group. Everyone was trying not to stare at Landon, but they
all were. Landon drank his drink quickly. The group remained quiet for a long
Landon stood up and
said, “Does anyone care to take our party elsewhere?”
“Yes,” everyone replied
at the same time. It drew some attention from the crowds around them.
Landon stood in front of Brook and offered her his hand. She took it and smiled
at him with warmth. He then took her hand and placed it on his arm to escort
her out to the carriages.
“Quentin how did you
arrive this evening my boy?” Grams asked.
“By horse my Lady,”
“Do you care to ride in
one of the carriages?” Grams asked.
Quentin looked to the
sky. “It is a fare night. I thank you but I think I shall ride. I assume we
will all re gather at your mumble abode?”
“I do believe so unless
anyone has another suggestion,” Grams said. She waited for someone to say
something. “Well then, it is off to the Price Estate.”
Devon helped the women
into the carriage, making sure Sarah was last. Before helping her in too, he
kissed her on the lips and whispered something in her ear. Sarah giggled and
then entered the carriage.
Devon took a seat in
the second carriage across from Landon. “Are you alright?”
Landon continued to
stare out the window. “I truly loath that woman Devon. She made reference to
Brook as slumming.”
Devon took a deep
breath in. “We all know what kind of woman she is Landon. Do not allow her to
drag you in. It is what she wants after all.” Devon shifted in his seat. “Did
she bring it up again?”
Landon was still
staring out the window. “Ya she did. Cold heartless bitch.”
Devon raised his
eyebrows. He was not use to hearing Landon speak that way. “It seems to me she
has gotten what she wanted tonight.”
Landon looked at Devon.
“What do you mean? I hardly exchanged words with the woman.”
Devon leaned forward.
“Think about it Landon. What are you doing right now? Thinking about her? She
is doing what she does every time you see her. Making you leave and think about
her for the rest of the night.”
Landon said, “You are
right. She is not worth my time or energy.”
Shortly after the
carriage pulled away from the ball, Grams dove right into the nights events.
“Marcy Croft was
Landon’s fiancée a few years back. It was an arranged marriage by both parents.
As beautiful as she is, the woman is pure evil.”
“What happened?” Sarah
“It started with the
parents of both of them. The two families had wanted to join their bloodlines
for years. When Landon was still a mere child it was told to him that he was to
marry one of the Croft girls. Upon the birth of Lucy, Marcy’s sister, a
contract was drawn up for the promise of marriage between Landon and Lucy.
Brook interrupted. “So
how was it then that he was engaged to Marcy?”
“While in the last
stages of their engagement, Lucy was found to be with child. Landon refused to
raise another man’s baby so the engagement was broken off by Landon himself.”
Sarah asked, “So the
family then had intended Landon to marry Marcy?”
“Yes and they were
engaged for nearly a year. Landon kept putting the marriage off. Dates were set
then cancelled and then set again. My true belief is that Landon will never
marry unless it is for love. Well anyways, a month before the last date was set
Marcy’s family announced she was with child.”
Sarah gasped and then
covered her mouth with her hand. “Landon has a child?”
“No no no my dear. He
insisted the child could not be his. Marcy was eight weeks with child and
Landon said they had had relations only once 5 months earlier.”
Brook felt numb all
over. She didn’t want to hear anymore of the story.
Grams continued. “Marcy
ended up losing the baby and said it was due to the stress Landon had caused
her by breaking their arrangement.” Grams gazed up at the roof of the carriage
and placed both hands over her heart. She shook her head slowly back and forth.
“That poor poor boy. He held himself responsible for quite some time after
Sarah said, “Why, it
was not his child? He had every right to refuse the marriage. Lady Croft has no
one to blame other than herself.”
“I could not agree more
my dear. Marcy takes each opportunity to remind Landon of that tragic year when
they see one another,” Grams said.
In a soft voice Brook
said, “That is probably the reason he decided to travel the world.”
“I believe you to be
right Brook,” Grams said.
The carriages arrived
at the Price Estate. The door opened to reveal Landon and Devon standing there.
Devon helped Grams down and then Sarah.
Landon approached the
carriage smiling at Brook. She emerged from the carriage and placed her hand in
his. Landon cradled Brooks hand within his.
“Quentin has not yet
arrived?” Grams asked.
“You know Quentin
Grams. He most likely became side tracked. I am sure he will show up before the
night has ended,” Landon said. He strolled over to Grams and offered his free
arm to her.
“You have been keeping
me waiting all night for the slightest touch of your delicious teasing hand
onto me. You know how it drives me mad. Why do you tease me so?” Landon said to
Grams let out a loud
laugh. “How else am I to keep you on your toes and at my feet?” Grams replied
while still laughing.
Sarah giggled with Brook.
“I do not think I will ever become use to the way you two talk to one another,”
Brook said. “Can you imagine what the ton would say if they heard the two of
you carrying on in this manner.”
Devon chuckled. “What
makes you think they haven’t Brook?” Devon pointed to Landon and said, “He
loves to make a spectacle of himself as much as Grams does. Two years ago they
caused an elderly woman to faint.”
“Lady Huntington is her
name,” Grams stated.
“Yes well, the two of
you were quite proud with your accomplishment for the evening,” Devon said.
This caused a roar of
laughter from everyone as the group entered through the front doors. Devon led
the way to the large sitting room at the front of the house off to the right of
the front doors.
Landon and Devon both
moved behind the bar to pour drinks. The women took their usual places on the
Devon gazed up at the
women. “I never imagined two months ago I could be this happy. I feel so alive
and alert. Life is good Landon.”
Landon said, “Of course
it’s good, you’re in love.”
“It is more than just
that. I have close friends, a growing family, and Sarah. It is if I was
wondering around missing half of me and I was not even aware of it.”
Landon chuckled. “You
sound like a buffoon Devon. Wait! You are not going to faint are you? If so, I
need a warning.”
Devon popped the cork
out of the bottle of wine. “Someday Landon you will meet a woman whom consumes
your every thought. When that day arrives, come find me and we’ll talk. When I
say Sarah is my everything…I truly mean she is everything.” Devon smiled and
walked over to the women.
Landon shook his head
at his foolish friend. Love. Everything.
Come on. A mere fancy that will fade and then where will he be. Trapped is what
he will be. Landon laughed to himself.
Sarah turned to Brook
and asked, “Do tell us Brook what happened on the dance floor with you and
“I kept looking to my
feet and forgot the steps,” Brook said,
“Yes but then Landon
swooped in and you looked as though you had been dancing since you could walk,”
Grams let out a giggle.
The sound of the front
doors closing turned everyone’s head in that direction saving Brook from
answering a question she was not ready to answer.
“I am here please
remain seated,” Quentin said as he entered the room and bowed with dramatic
Sarah said to Devon.
“Your friends are silly.”
“Silly? That is no way
to describe a man Sarah,” Landon said.
“Have you seen one in
the room?” Brook asked.
“Seen what?” Landon
“A man,” Brook
Landon stood from his
chair and asked, “What is it you believe makes a man a man?”
“Strength!” Grams shouted.
Landon held his arm up
and popped his bicep muscle.
Sarah added, “Wit.”
Landon then moved his
hand to cover his chin as if he was thinking hard.
Brook said, “Impressive
Landon stepped forward
and pulled Brook to her feet. He held Brook against the length of his body and
began to dance with her in his arms. He maneuvered them to the open area in the
large room. Landon twirled her and moved with her about the room.
Brook was giggling
until he dipped her low. As he did, he pulled up Brook’s right leg to his hip.
“Am I impressing you
now, Red?” Landon asked. His words were slow and deep.
Brook did not answer.
Instead, she allowed her arms and head to fall back. This caused her body to be
at his mercy within his arms.
Landon was so close to her breasts. Brook O’Brien you are sinful.
“I believe you have
mastered the art of teasing Brook.” Grams turned to Devon and said, “You see I
have rubbed off on her my boy.”
“Oh Grams, in more ways
than we can count,” Devon replied.
Landon slowly lifted
Brook to face him while still holding her in the dip. He was mere inches away
from Brook’s lips. Landon softly whispered, “Little girls who play with fire
always get burned.”
Brook gave him a
devilish smile. “You do call me Red…do you not?”
Landon leaned closer
and said softly, “The kind of burn I will deliver onto your sinfully seductive
body will scare you, Red.” Landon then held her gaze for a moment longer just
long enough to watch her lips part with wonder and then dropped her to the
floor on her bottom.