Indiscreet
Chapter One
Coming in paperback October 1998
"Don't say her name, Nephew," Lady Gwendolyn Seaton declared with
some heat, clapping her hands over her ears as she sat in the
drawing room of the Portland Square mansion. "Don't ever say her
name!" She then lowered her hands and looked at her nephew owlishly.
"You did say Constance Winstead, didn't you? Oh, you did. You did!
Oh, the horror!"
Bramwell Seaton, Ninth Duke of Selbourne, crossed one elegantly clad
leg over the other as he sat back in his chair and looked at his
aunt. "Now I remember why I chose not to tell you about any of this
until this morning, when I could put it off no longer. Please don't
fly up into the boughs, Aunt, for it will get us nowhere."
The duke watched in some sympathy as the old woman visibly attempted
to rein in her overset emotions. He loved his Aunt Gwendolyn dearly,
which was a good thing, as he had inherited his father's spinster
sister along with his title and fortune.
Although he really did rather wish she'd stop "admiring" things.
That was Lady Gwendolyn's word for what less generous persons might
call stealing, the habit she had of picking up anything that took
her interest'and carrying it home with her. It had taken the duke a
while to realize wha ... read full excerpt from: Indiscreet ebook
