“You mean you will have me all to yourself.” She wasn’t opposed. She could do with a bit of a reprieve from the strain and pace of these past days.
The kisses continued to trail. “I can seduce you in a carriage. In a field outside.” He lowered his voice. “Everywhere.”
“Is that what you mean by having fun?” She lifted onto her elbows to stare him down. “We shouldn’t havetoomuch fun before we marry or else there will be no more fun to be had, will there?”
“I disagree. There will always be fun to be had when I’m with you.”
“Insatiable.”
He tugged at her trousers. “In my heart we are already man in wife.”
She laughed. “Well, I shall still require paperwork to make it legal. After all, knaves are best put on a leash.” She nuzzled her nose against his neck.
“Leash?” He grinned, lifting his head. “Selena Savage, I didn’t know you were into that sort of play. I’ll oblige you.”
“I’m not, you beast.”
“But now you have put the picture in my mind. How ever shall you remove it?” His hand moved along her leg. “And didn’t I tell you never to wear these trousers again and what do you do? Wear them and go off with a duke.”
“On your rescue expedition.”
“I don’t care. Take them off.”
Before she could tease him further, a voice bellowed through the house.
“Selena! Selena Savage! You are dead!”
Warrick stilled, and Selena sat up straight. She glanced at him. “That is not the roar of a man we left tied to a chair at a brothel.”
“No?” He arched a brow, backing up against the pillows on her bed. “Then what roar is that?”
“It’s the roar of a man who entered the drawing room first in search of us after he filled his belly.”
“Dare I ask?”
She bit her lip and shrugged. “Well, the drawing room contains the remnants of his waistcoats. Also, a portrait of the current earl that has recently undergone renovation.”
“Ah.”
Selena tried not to grin too delightfully. “Theo joined in on both activities. I wonder if knowing that will calm his anger at me?”
The thud of footsteps drew close.
Strong arms circled around her. “We are about to find out.”
The door slammed open, and Saville appeared in the doorway like the grim reaper, ready and eager to reap.
“Aha! When I heard yourfiancéwas still in the house but the two of you were nowhere to be found, I just knew you were up to things no unmarried man and woman should be doing!” His glare turned acid. “I see you are not even scattering apart at my presence.”
Selena rolled her eyes.
“I’ll say this again, old friend,” Warrick murmured, his arms securing her more firmly against him, “but your temper will be the death of you one day.”
“No matter,” Saville waved a hand. “I’ll let it slide today.”
Selena blinked. That was it? “Let it slide?” Her tone held a wealth of suspicion.
He shrugged. “In my mind, you are already married.”
