The Duke And I
They were smoky with irritation, and she knew that Jonathan had invited the duke's wrath with his careless words.
While Jonathan turned with grim resignation toward the duke, Cassy watched him with appreciative eyes. Eastland looked so handsome, dressed much the same as her brother but with an assurance that Jonathan did not yet have. The duke's biscuit coloured trousers fit him perfectly, tightly skimming the lean muscles in his thighs and calves. He'd obviously just returned from an appointment because he still wore his greatcoat and beneath it his cutaway jacket, frilled shirt, and green waistcoat. His cravat was, as always, impeccably arranged, and he carried a tall crowned beaver hat in
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