“I approve!” She slung her arms around his neck. “Care to share the former?”
“Mum was on it, of course. So was Amherst, as were time and money.” But time with his bride, jointly discussing how best to spend his money, had swiftly led to a revelation: Neither of those was worth spit unless he splurged them on things that mattered.
“Want to hear my list? Then you can show me how to write it.”
She scooted off and stood over his shoulder while he dipped the pen and prepared to inscribe her words. “I await your pleasure, my dear,” he prompted when she remained silent.
“My husband.” He wrote, adding Zeus in parentheses when she requested it, saying that was definitely one she wanted to learn.
“Henry.” He penned with a smile, glancing over at the ball of fluff sleeping (and shedding) atop yesterday’s waistcoat.
“Wivy, Jacks and our other new friends and servants.” His pen flowed as she dictated. He knew how she missed those companions who’d remained near Duffield while they’d traveled to London to meet with the architect who would oversee the construction of their new home at Amherst.
“Our…little…Jupiter.”
The second her words registered, the ink smeared. The J lurched off the page. Zeus dropped the pen and snared his wife. “You’re with child?”
Roses bloomed on her cheeks. “I believe so.”
He stood and whirled her around in a circle that encompassed the entirety of their rented rooms. “You’ve made me the happiest of men, my lady. But if you think any son of mine is going to carry a blighted name such—”
Her lips at his ear stopped the tirade. “Would you agree to James? Or Jane?”
“Aye, I would.”
“Then put me down, Mr. Tanner, and I’ll trade you my two stockings for your shirt and buckskins.”
About Author Larissa Lyons
With a penchant for sexy, studly cowboys and rowdy, roaring rogues, Larissa is happiest when writing about strong men with a weakness for the right woman.
She loves cats, chocolate, and her husband - though not necessarily in that order (brownies rank in there somewhere, as do James Bond films). She’s been a clown, a tax analyst, and a pig castrator >^..^<, but none of those endeavors satisfy quite like putting pen to paper and seeing her stories come to life.
Learn more by visiting LarissaLyons.com.
Watch for Olivia’s story, Lady Imposter, coming soon from Literary Madness.
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