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was cradled on his chest. His arm was around her
shoulders. It was the best kind of closeness. Peaceful and warm. Harmonious.
    Her bare leg draped over his naked groin. Yes, the best kind
of closeness.
    “I was thinking it would be good for Christopher and Nicolas
to go to London with you this year.”
    “Hmm.”
    “They are six years old and it is time they experienced
something other than staid Cornwall.”
    “You would miss them terribly, you know.”
    “Well, I wouldn’t. Exactly. I thought we would all go with
you. Not just them.”
    “Grace?”
    “I know. I surprised myself when I thought about it but I
hate it when you go. I miss you terribly and so do the children.”
    “I don’t want you to feel you have to,” he said.
    “I thought you wanted me to go?” She pushed up beside him,
the sheet dipping and revealing tantalizing curves.
    “Oh I do. You have shocked me, that is all. In truth, I
would be delighted to have you accompany me, Lady Ridgley.” He pressed a kiss
to her temple. “It will be wonderful to have you with me.”
    “And I thought we might leave early. Then I could shop for
some new dresses.”
    “Shop?”
    “And perhaps I could hire laborers to refurbish the townhome
since nothing has been done in thirty years.”
    “While you shop?”
    “Well, yes. And then perhaps we could host a ball. Early in
the Season, I think. There are so many people I haven’t seen who still write to
me. And the children need to meet their peers, especially Christopher.”
Christopher was older than Nicolas by thirty minutes. The current Viscount
Lionel should begin to make a name, even if it was only playing at Hyde Park
with his young peers.
    “The twins are only six.”
    “When do you think we could leave?”
    “Tomorrow?”
    “Oh no! That’s much too soon. I thought perhaps in two
weeks. Old Madge told Mr. Felix the weather is about to change.”
    “Old Madge?”
    “From Redruth.”
    “You mean the Gypsy?”
    “She’s very intuitive about things. She said if we traveled
during the second week we would make it to London in under seven days. And if
we are traveling with the children, I think we will all be happier to arrive
sooner rather than later.”
    “I don’t think the words of a Gypsy will make a difference.”
    “She’s very reliable. She predicted the sex of each of
Baroness Sanhurst’s children.”
    “She’s only had two.”
    Seb had happily accepted Grace and the children were
traveling with him. The rest of the discussion had lost some of its appeal when
Grace turned toward him and her breasts heated his side, distracting him from
wherever the conversation was headed. He peeled back the covers, exposing her
to the hip.
    “But it is amazing. I didn’t think the twins were twins and
I was sure I was having—”
    He sucked on one of her nipples.
    “A girl.”
    Breasts were breasts no matter the time of day.
    “It’s late,” she said.
    “And we are wide awake. Roll over and I’ll do my best not to
disturb you.”
    Grace rolled to her back, her eyes shining and her mouth
curved into a smile. “You didn’t hear a word I said, did you?”
    “I heard everything that was important. You and the children
are coming with me to London. Now I’d like to hear you say something like,
‘Seb, you’ve been a good boy. May I suck your cock?’”
    She giggled. “I just did that for you two days ago.”
    “We eat every day.”
    He batted away the rest of the covers and braced himself
over her. “Prepare yourself, madam, for a royal tupping.”
    “Promises, promises.”
    “I keep my word.”
    She spread her legs around him, wrapping one leg around his
trim waist. She hummed a bit as she felt the first surge of his erection
against the wet folds between her thighs.
    She brushed her hands down his back, pausing to shape them
over the round curves of his ass. The gentle urge was enough for Seb. He thrust
into her, unable to stop the throaty groan as he went deep into her