Chapter 10
Nick stretched lazily, then frowned when his lower extremities twinged. As he slowly regained his senses, he smiled, remembering what had caused the slight discomfort. He shifted slightly, just to feel the twinge again, and became aware of heavy limbs thrown over him—an arm across his back and a leg across his legs.
It had been just as thrilling as Nick had hoped. From the moment Deverell—Matthias, he corrected himself—had ushered him into the coach until they were here in his bedchamber, it could have been something out of a horrid novel, right down to Matthias beckoning to him mysteriously from the foot of the stairs. For several wonderful hours, there was no thought of his finances, no room for concern over the bills Charlotte had incurred or Violet’s dowry, or Lucy’s educa
