My Regelence Rake by J.L. Langley

My Regelence Rake by J.L. Langley

Author:J.L. Langley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2012-10-01T16:00:00+00:00


He should be happy—this was what he’d always wanted—so why wasn’t he? Colton tossed his toothbrush back into the vanity drawer and closed it. He stared down at the running water. To marry or not to marry? He had until tomorrow morning to decide.

“Water twelve degrees Celsius.” Cupping his hands under the faucet, Colton bent over and splashed water on his face. “Brrr.” That was colder than he’d thought it’d be, but it didn’t clear his head any. “Water off.” The faucet cut off, and he grabbed the towel he’d laid out. He dabbed the rivulets of water off his face, neck and chest and tossed the towel on the counter.

Bracing his hands on the vanity, Colton stared in the mirror at the bruise on his neck. He’d noticed it this morning. It had taken him several minutes to realize what it was and how it had gotten there. A love mark, he’d heard it called. Thank goodness his cravat covered it. The rumors by themselves were bad enough. If anyone saw the evidence… Running his fingers over the dark spot, he sighed.

Last night when Sebastian put it there had been amazing. Funny, as much as he’d been castigating himself for his weakness, Colton had never considered it meant he was compromised. He hadn’t considered that until everyone thought he and Sebastian were lovers. Colton snarled at the mirror. And wasn’t that ironic? Because there was no way anyone could know about what happened in the stable. His parents didn’t even know. It was all speculation based on Plume’s big mouth.

Shoving away from the counter, he headed to his bedroom. “Lights out.” The light from the fireplace in his room, glowing through the open doorway, guided him out of the dressing room.

Perhaps he should’ve taken Rexley and Aiden up on their offer to talk instead of pretending everything was fine. They were probably in bed by now. It would be afternoon in Englor. Maybe Payton— No. Colton stepped off the cold dressing room tile onto the plush sapphire carpet of his bedroom. His bare feet sank into the pile, and he glanced down at his toes, wiggling them. Should he put stockings, boots, shirt and coat back on and go to the stables? He could get on Apollo and just keep riding. And what? Leave my family? Leave Apollonia? Leave…the future he was beginning to build?

Snorting, Colton sauntered to his bedroom window. He pushed back the curtains. Huh, it’s snowing again. He grinned. He’d imagined marrying Sebastian for years. And this wasn’t like he’d anticipated. He’d never considered it might snow. In his fantasies, it had always been warm and sunny. Nothing would be like he’d imagined. There would be no pristine, white wedding clothes, nor an open landau coach with four white horses to take him and Father to the cathedral. And none of those things seemed important. Now the only thing that really mattered was whether Wentworth was being forced to marry him.

Father had sworn Sebastian had talked to him before he’d made the announcement.



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