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to himself and then scowled into the room at large.  Yelled up at her with a loud voice,
         “What a little tease you are!  What would you do if I come after you?”
      He deepened his scowl and ran his fingers through his hair. Then he sniffed his index finger and smiled.  His breathing was still rapid and he was a very horny fellow. He had to behave better than a rutting stag.  Then started drumming his fingers on his desk thinking to himself.  What if his crazy family did something to her before morning?  What if something happened to her and he could never have her?  He shook his head no; as if in answer and sat back at his desk to ease himself into control, before he tore up the stairs and had her in the hallway.  She was real.  She was not a dream.  This was really happening to him. He would protect her from his family.   She would be his. He smiled.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
         It did not take his stepmother long before she was in the library pacing in front of him. Her bony shoulders poking through her skin, she pointed one nasty index finger at his nose..
         “What has come over you?  We heard you in here.  In here, in the library, in this very place, rutting like a pig!  What is wrong with you?  If you are in need of a woman, go to Mrs. Redstone’s, that is where I sent your father for his needs.  I cannot have this happening under my roof.  Do you have no respect for me or your sisters at all?”  She pointed a bony white finger at his nose and sat down in the comfortable chair by the fire with a huff.
         “What is wrong with you sweet mother?  Do you never want me to be happy?  I think I care a great deal for Connie and I want her to be respected in this house.  She is to be my wife in the morning.”  He ran his fingers through his hair and stood by the fireplace with his arm laying down the length of the mantle.
         “I will have you know that I asked Lady Penton to come over this evening.  You are engaged to her with your father and my blessings for a number of years.  You will honor the betrothal or I will throw you to her family.  They will wring the life out of you.  You foolish boy!”  She spat at him with red-faced rage.
         “I will break this arrangement with Lady Penton.  When she finds out how poor I am, her father would probably break her arm if she went through with the marriage.  I am not under your thumb anymore, and I refuse to be bossed at like a boy.”  He paced to the window and shook his head in dismay.  Sweat curling in the middle of his back.  This woman would be the death of him yet.
        “Besides, Mama, I thought you would be leaving for the dowager house.  I can not abide your person and you cannot mine.  I have no tender for my sisters either but I will see them wed.  You on the other hand will get an allowance and leave me the bloody hell alone.”  He stomped out of the library and left her with her mouth hanging open.
          Just as he stomped into the hall, a knock came at the front entrance.  He stood in the hall and hoped it was not who he knew it was.  Jarvis went to the door and with a gracious bow, let in Lady Penton.  He just stood there immobile.  He wondered how he could have ever agreed to such a marriage.  The woman was beautiful but a nasty witch.
         Jarvis took the lady’s pelisse and she handed him her card while Sebastian hid in the alcove.  Jarvis walked straight to him and handed him the salver with her card on it.  He bowed to Lord Darby and left.  Sebastian swallowed and came into the light.  Lady Penton smiled and swanned over to him.  He bowed over her hand and felt his cravat tighten.  He could not say anything.
         “I. . . I am sorry Lady Penton but I believe I have another engagement that I must attend.  I am just off right now.  Maybe you could see my sisters.”  He bowed again and strolled out the door she had just