Chapters (25)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- About the Author
- By Lynsay Sands
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“It is nothing to be alarmed about, my lord. I—” Jeremy paused and frowned, his gaze sliding to Suzette and then he shook his head with a laugh. “I apologize, Miss Madison, I was about to suggest your father and I discuss this in private, but I’ve just recalled that you know all about it.”
“About what?” she asked uncertainly.
“Your father’s gambling,” he said apologetically, and then turned to her father. “I happened to have a lucky streak at the tables the other night. Unfortunately, Cerberus did not have the cash on hand to pay my winnings and instead gave me your marker and suggested I collect from you. Of course, now that Suzette has agreed to marry me, I would feel an ass demanding the payment and—”
“Marry!” Lord Madison gasped, his eyes shooting to Suzette.
For her part, Suzette just glanced from one man to the other uncertainly. She felt as if the ground were shifting under her feet and wasn’t certain what to think. Settling on Jeremy, she asked, “You gamble?”
“Not usually, no. But some friends convinced me to accompany them and as I say, I had a streak of luck.” He shrugged, and then added apologetically, “I had no idea your father would have trouble paying until you explained why you needed to marry, else I surely would never have accepted the marker in lieu of payment from Cerberus. I understood your family was well off.”
“There is no trouble paying,” her father said grimly. “And there’s no need for Suzette to marry. I have the money at the inn.”
Suzette glanced at him with surprise. “You have the money? Where did you get—”
“I sold the townhouse,” he admitted grimly.
“Oh Father,” she said with dismay.
He shrugged. “We don’t use it much anyway, and it is better than seeing another of my daughters forced into a bad marriage.”
“Well,” Jeremy said wryly. “All’s well that ends well then.”
“Yes,” her father said grimly. “Come back to the inn with me and I shall pay you at once and finally be free of the damned thing.”
When Jeremy nodded agreeably, Suzette’s father took her arm and turned to lead her back to the path.
“I cannot tell you how relieved I am that it has all gone so well,” Jeremy commented, falling into step behind them. “I will admit I was a bit concerned that you would balk at paying the marker and the interest.”
Her father froze at once, his fingers digging into her arm.
Suzette glanced to him worriedly. “Father?”
Turning slowly, he narrowed his eyes on Jeremy. “Interest?”
“Yes.” Lord Danvers appeared surprised at his reaction.
“What interest?” her father asked grimly.