Say You Love Me (20 page)

“Reggie, what the deuce are you doing here?” Derek asked. “You don’t like the races.”

“I know I don’t.” She shrugged, then grinned. “But somehow I ended up betting with Nicholas that his new stallion wouldn’t win today, so I had to be here to see for myself. You don’t think I’d take his word for it, d’you? When he
hates
losing to me?”

Derek had turned sideways in an effort to try to block Kelsey, who was sitting on his other side, from Reggie’s view, an impossible task, considering how bright the sapphire blue of her dress was.

“You could have asked me,” he pointed out reasonably, he thought.

She raised a brow at him. “When I so rarely see you anymore?” she said reproachfully. “And how’d I know you would even be here?” Then she practically shoved Derek back so she could lean around him to say, “How nice to see you again, Kelsey. I had no idea you were acquainted with my cousin.”

Kelsey had been horribly embarrassed the moment she recognized Regina Eden entering the coach. It was one thing to talk to a stranger and let her assume what she would, because you never expected to see her again. But when you did see her again…

She had immediately turned to face the window near her, like Derek, hoping the lady wouldn’t notice her. It had been a slim hope.

“Derek is your cousin, Lady Eden?”

“Oh, my, yes, we were raised together, don’t you know. And please, just call me Reggie, as the rest of my family—” She paused to glance at Jeremy. “Well,
almost
the rest of my family does.”

Derek was no longer confounded, he was utterly appalled. “Reggie, how do you know Kelsey?”

“We met at the dressmaker’s the other day—and hit it off splendidly, if I do say so myself. But goodness, what’s she doing here
alone
with you, Derek? You know how vicious gossips can be.”

“She’s—she’s—”

Derek drew a complete blank, at which point Jeremy supplied helpfully, “Percy’s cousin.”

Percy blinked. “She is”—a pinch from Jeremy made him add—“my cousin. Yes, distant cousin on m’mother’s side, don’t you know.”

“How delightful,” Reggie said. “I knew instinctively when I met her that she and I were going to be good friends, and now I know why. If she’s related to Percy, then she’s already almost like family, considering that
he
is. You must bring her by for dinner tonight, Percy. And of course, you’re invited too, cousins, the both of you.”

The three men each went into full-blown panic.

“That wouldn’t be—”

“Couldn’t possibly—”

“I’ve got other—”

But Reggie was quick to interrupt, frowning. “You aren’t
really
thinking of giving me excuses, are you, when I’m only going to be in town a few more days? Your father and Aunt George are already coming, Jeremy. So’s Uncle Tony and Aunt Roslynn, so this will be a nice little family gathering. Whatever plans you might have had aren’t as important as a family gathering, now, are they?”

Jeremy rolled his eyes. Derek slumped back, groaning inwardly. Reggie always had been an excellent manipulator. And she went about it so innocently, the little minx.

“Oh, I say, does that mean we’re all going?” Percy asked Derek.

Derek could have cheerfully killed his friend just then. Jeremy and Derek might have just been cornered, but Percy could still have made some excuse, since he wasn’t really family. But did that half-wit have the sense to realize that? No, not good old Percy.

26

“
Well, it was rather strange, if you ask me,” Reggie
told her husband as she prepared to receive her guests that night. “I mean, all three of them hedging, as if they didn’t really want to come. Goodness, it’s only a dinner, a few hours of their time. It’s not as if they can’t go on and do—well, whatever they normally do, afterward.”

“Percy’s cousin, you say?” was Nicholas’s response, and that with a frown.

Reggie sighed. “Have you even heard one word I said after mentioning his cousin?”

Nicholas blinked. He
had
become preoccupied with that, considering that Percy had told him once that he didn’t have any other relatives, distant or not, yet here suddenly was a distant cousin. But he had heard what else she’d said—vaguely. It was only just registering.

So he assured her, “Of course I heard you, luv. But what makes you think they were hedging? Perhaps they did have other plans.”

She gave an unladylike snort. “If they were
important plans, then they would have mentioned them, wouldn’t they? But they didn’t. And they seemed remarkably uncomfortable with the idea of coming here.”

He chuckled. “Percy and Derek used to practically
live
here, they were here so often, so you know that can’t be true. It’s possible you just caught them with other things on their mind and imagined any hedging.”

“I did, did I?” she said skeptically. “Well, we’ll see tonight, won’t we, if their behavior is normal or not. And if it’s not, I want you to find out why. Obviously, they won’t confide in me, but they will you.”

“Reggie, you’re likely making a big to-do over nothing, you know, so do give it a rest for now. If anything is actually amiss, I’m sure it will come to light. And by the by, thank you for inviting Derek and Percy. Don’t feel so bloody outnumbered now.”

He was, of course, referring to her uncles James and Tony. He had not been looking forward to that night ever since she’d informed him that her uncles were coming.

She poked him in the chest and warned, “No baiting tonight. You promised you’d behave.”

He gave her a hug and an innocent grin. “I will if they will.”

Reggie sighed, anticipating disaster. After all, when did her uncles
ever
behave?

Anthony pulled Derek aside before they went in to dinner. They had been gathered in
the parlor, where Anthony and his brother James had actually been on their best behavior, a rare thing when they were in the same room with Nicholas Eden. But the fact that the children had been present, James holding his little Jack, and Roslynn keeping baby Judith in hand, likely had something to do with it. It was an amazing thing, the change that occurred in Derek’s younger uncles when their daughters were around.

But right then Anthony looked rather serious as he waited for the others to go on into the dining room before he said to Derek, “D’you think it’s a good idea to be bedding Alden’s cousin?”

Derek felt as if he’d just been gut-punched. “What makes you think—?”

Anthony’s chuckle cut him off. “Come now, dear boy, I’ve been there. It’s bloody well obvious with the way you look at her.”

Derek blushed. And here he’d thought the evening had been progressing splendidly, all things considered.

Unfortunately, he’d been unable to come up with a reasonable excuse not to attend that wouldn’t have Reggie badgering him for the next year and making him feel like the lowest cad. He’d even considered accidents and dire health, but knew his cousin well enough to know she’d be suspicious and insist on sending a doctor.

So after talking it over with Percy and Jeremy, and having Percy assure him that he could carry off the lie that Kelsey was his
cousin, he’d decided to risk it. It was only family, after all, and only one evening. And even if something went wrong and they were found out, no scandal would actually come of it—just one very furious Jason Malory.

Nicholas had known immediately who Kelsey was when Derek had introduced her to him, and had looked daggers at Derek. But Nick had relaxed soon enough when he saw how Kelsey comported herself. In no way did she appear other than what Reggie thought her to be. She looked like a lady. She acted like a lady. And informing Reggie right up front that Kelsey would soon be hieing back to the country had put an end to his cousin’s plans for The Great Friendship.

But here Derek had actually given their relationship away himself, because he bloody well couldn’t help the way he looked at her. Yet he didn’t want Anthony worried about it, which he apparently was.

So he was forced to fess up, admitting, “Kelsey’s not Percy’s cousin.”

“She’s not?”

“No, she’s no relation to him a’tall. Reggie had met her previously, you see, and mistook her for a member of the
ton
, and then when she found Kelsey with me today, well, we were at a loss to explain that, since she wasn’t properly chaperoned, at least as far as Reggie was concerned. It was Jeremy who came up with the idea of making her Percy’s cousin, which put proper to it, since he was there, too.”

“Who is she, then?”

“My mistress,” Derek mumbled.

Anthony raised a black brow. “I do believe I misheard you. You didn’t actually say—?” Derek nodded, and Anthony suddenly hooted with laughter. “Good God, Reggie is going to have your head if she finds out you’ve let her become chummy with your mistress.”

Derek winced. “There’s no reason she should ever find out. She’s going home to Silverley in a few days. So they won’t be seeing each other again.”

“You hope. But didn’t it occur to you to simply tell your cousin the truth? She’s a married woman, you know, though we could wish she’d been a little more particular in her choice of husbands. But the fact is, she wouldn’t have been all that shocked.”

“True, though I don’t believe any of us were thinking very clearly at the time. I know I wasn’t. And Jeremy was just trying to spare us all the embarrassment that the truth would have caused, when he related her to Percy.”

Anthony grinned. “Gad, what a choice, Percy’s cousin or a soiled dove. Can’t say I’d choose either.”

“Percy is a good friend, Uncle Tony,” Derek felt the need to point out. “Loyal, trustworthy—”

“I don’t doubt it, dear boy,” Anthony cut in. “But he’s still a bloody nitwit.”

That was hard to dispute, so Derek gave up with a shrug. Anthony put an arm around his
nephew’s shoulder to lead on to the dining room.

But he had one last remark on the subject. “It’s damned hard to believe she’s not gentry. You’re sure she’s not pulling your leg and is?”

Derek stopped cold. Could she be? No, it wasn’t possible. No lady would put herself on the auction block as Kelsey had done.

Anthony glanced back at him with his brow raised questioningly, but Derek shook his head with a weak smile. “Yes, I’m sure.”

“Glad to hear it, because it’s rather prevalent, you know, young lords getting caught by entrapment, of the marriage sort, and quite deliberate on the female’s part, usually with the help of her relatives. But then you likely know that, having avoided the shackles this long. Just be careful, puppy. James and I would be the last to censure what you do, but you know how your father is. Actually, you better hope he don’t get wind of tonight’s little comedy. Damn me, wouldn’t want to be in your shoes if he does.”

Neither would Derek.

27

“
I
got a missive from Jason today,” Anthony remarked
just after the women left the room, leaving the men to enjoy their brandy and cigars. “Said to come by Eddie boy’s house tomorrow afternoon, but didn’t say why. Any of you know what he’s coming to town for?”

“Got the same missive myself,” James replied with a thoughtful frown. “Jason don’t usually come to town unless he’s got business to attend to or he thinks someone needs a tongue-lashing.”

Since James happened to glance at Jeremy when he said that, his son sat up stiffly and complained, “Don’t look at me. You already chewed me up over getting sent down from school this time. George did too, for that matter. Ain’t going to happen again. Gave my word, didn’t I?”

“He wouldn’t want me there if this is about Jeremy,” Anthony pointed out.

Derek was still worrying about Kelsey’s leaving the room and being alone with not one but
three
female members of his family. So it
took him a moment to realize both his uncles were looking at him.

He shrugged. “I haven’t heard anything, and I was just out to Haverston last week. Nor was anything mentioned at the wedding. But, then, I haven’t been home since this morning, so I don’t know if I’ve received a missive as well. And aside from tonight’s fol—er, well, I haven’t been involved in anything that m’father would want to remark on.”

“You’re forgetting the auction, old chap,” Percy put in helpfully. “He’d have a thing or two to say about that if he found out, public as it was.”

While Derek was looking daggers at Percy for mentioning that, James asked, “What auction?”

And Anthony said to Derek, “Good God, you didn’t actually
buy
her, did you?”

Before Derek could answer, James deduced for himself, “He bought Kelsey? Damn me, and I thought I’d done everything at least once.”

At which point Derek looked at his Uncle Anthony accusingly, demanding, “You
told
him?”

Anthony chuckled. “’Course not, puppy,” he said with obvious amusement. “If I noticed it right off, d’you really think
he
wouldn’t? When James was decidedly more lecherous than I ever was?”

James raised a golden brow toward his brother. “I beg your pardon. Lecherous?”

Anthony’s brow went up at just about the same angle. “Weren’t you?”

“Well, possibly, but I prefer the way Reggie puts it, if it’s all the same to you. ‘Connoisseur of women’ has a much nicer ring to it.”

“I’ll have to agree there,” Anthony replied. “The little darling does have a nice way with words.”

“Thought lecherous was rather apropos myself,” Nicholas remarked with a smirk.

James’s green eyes swung directly toward his nephew by marriage, and he said in one of his drier tones, “Been sleeping on the couch lately, dear boy? If not, I’ll be glad to assist you in that direction.”

Nicholas immediately flushed. It was a wellknown fact—at least among James, Anthony, and himself—that Reggie got rather annoyed with her husband whenever he had words of the battling kind with her favorite uncles. Bloody hell, he should have kept his mouth shut, and Anthony, heard from next, confirmed that.