Page 89 of Silhouette of a Spinster and Other Seductions

“Or she’s too tired running after my mother to run wild herself.”

Amelia chuckled. “Or that. Do you know, we need a lady to care for our governesses when we are not in London, and a butler’s wife might be just the thing.”

“Brilliant observation. Do you think she can offer a good example? Or will we return from Manchester to find our governesses gone wild?”

Amelia tapped her lip. “Hm. Sometimes one must go a bit wild to get what one wants.”

“Hell.”

She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, bounced up on tiptoe to place a kiss just over his lips, lightly, beautifully, making him want more. “In your arms there’s only heaven, my lord, no matter how wild the world is.”

He tossed her over his shoulder and raced up the stairs, and if Bernard and Miss Angleton, only just peeking out of the closet and tiptoeing into the hallway, saw him lose control, what of it? Letting passion take control was not the worst fate Drew could imagine. He controlled his own destiny, and the one he shaped with his bare hands was laughing and lovely and pink.