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Rufus Drake: Duke of Wickedness (Dangerous Dukes 4)

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Which was not at all flattering when her intention had been to charm.

“I am glad you find this situation amusing, sir,” she finally snapped frostily.

He continued to chuckle for several more moments before finally straightening. “I find you entertaining, Anna,” he corrected gruffly. “Tell me, does the helpless fluttering of your eyelashes usually work on unsuspecting gentlemen?”

Anna gave a disgruntled frown as she admitted, “Always.”

“Utter fools, all of them!” He gave a bemused shake of his head. “And what makes you think I might be a gentleman?”

Anna swallowed warily as she saw there was now a predatory edge to his gaze as he looked up at her in challenge, again making her aware of the depth of the danger she had placed herself in with her impulsiveness.

After all, she knew nothing about this man, other than he was obviously wealthy and that his name was Rufus. And that she was currently vulnerable to his every whim.

Anna moistened the dryness of her lips with the tip of her tongue.

“One must have faith in human nature, sir.”

“Must one?” Rufus murmured as he watched the movements of that little pink tongue and imagined how its soft heat would feel running the length of him. Imagery which instantly sent his libido up another notch.

“Yes, of course one must,” she answered him firmly. “As such, I would very much appreciate your assistance in disentangling me from this branch.”

Rufus ran his tongue across his lips. “How much?”

She gave him a startled glance. “Pardon me?”

“How much would you appreciate my assistance in untangling you?” Rufus prompted huskily.

She blinked her long lashes, not with the intention of flirting this time, but out of nervousness. “I do not understand,” she finally murmured uncertainly.

Rufus could see the truth of that in her gaze, and was reminded that this young woman was at least ten years his junior, and possibly also the innocent daughter of his new estate manager at Banbury Hall.

But no one could ever accuse Rufus of behaving sensibly.

At least, they had never accused Mr Rufus Drake of behaving sensibly.

Nor, Rufus decided impatiently, did he intend for the Duke of Northamptonshire to become so inured in that role he allowed himself to become staid and stuffy.

“It is quite simple, Miss Anna,” he drawled mockingly. “What will you give me if I help to unhook your gown from the branch above you?”

Her slender throat moved as she gave another swallow. “I— As you can see only too well, I have nothing on my person I might give you.”

“Except for yourself.”

Her eyes widened in alarm. “I— How dare you!” she gasped in outrage. “I have not— I do not— I am not that type of woman.”

Rufus could see by her indignation that she certainly had not. “I am only requesting a kiss, Anna, not marriage,” he assured dryly, having discovered since inheriting the Drake title that a duke was a far more marriageable commodity than a mere mister, even one as independently wealthy as he was.

As such, the marriage-minded mamas of the ton had done nothing but thrust their daughters at him this past month whenever the Duke of Northamptonshire had appeared in public, to such a degree that Rufus had quickly learned not to appear in public. Even the sophisticated widows of the ton, with whom he had associated so congenially with before inheriting the title, now seemed to look upon him with avaricious eyes rather than come-hither ones.

Consequently Rufus had soon started to avoid those ladies too, resulting in there being a distinct lack of physical dalliance or relief these past few weeks.

Indeed, since inheriting the title Rufus had formed a new respect for his cousin Zachary and the other Dangerous Dukes, for h

aving managed to avoid the parson’s mousetrap for as long as they had.

Although that was no longer true, since his cousin and two of his close friends had all married in recent months.

Rufus had always relished his freedom too much to have even the vaguest intention of joining their number. He enjoyed too much being able to bed whomever he chose, whenever, to even think of marriage to one single woman.



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