Mine Till Midnight (Hathaways Book 1)

“Rohan, one of us is an unmarried man with superior mathematical abilities and no prospects for the evening. The other is a confirmed lecher in an amorous mood with a willing and nubile young wife waiting at home. Who do you think should do the damned account books?” And, with a nonchalant wave, St. Vincent had left the office.

“Someone has to do it. And I’m the oldest Hathaway.” “Leo’s the oldest.” “I’m the oldest sober Hathaway.”

“Merripen said the sky should always be blue for her,” Beatrix said.

“You may not be able to avoid our involvement,” Lady Westcliff said with a grin. “You’re in Westcliff’s sphere now, which means you’ll get advice whether or not you asked for it. And the worst part is, he’s almost always right.” She sent a fond glance in her husband’s direction. Westcliff was standing in a group at the side of the room. Becoming aw

“You might consider a less dangerous hobby,” Lady Westcliff suggested. “Bird-watching. Butterfly-collecting. Something a bit more dignified than setting off explosions.” Amelia expected the earl to frown at this irreverence, but he only looked amused. And as his wife’s attention moved to the rest of the Hathaways, he stared at her with covert fasci

Noticing his unfocused gaze, she said, “I’m the one in the middle, dear.” “Ah. There you are.” Leo’s head bobbed up and down like a string puppet’s. He glanced at Merripen, who was providing far more support than Leo’s own legs were. “My sister,” he said. “Terrifying girl.”

Amelia nodded blindly and wrapped her arms around herself. She wasn’t aware of her foot’s nervous tapping until Cam came to her and slid one of his feet beneath her skirts to still her drumming toes. “Hummingbird,” he whispered.

“Only when it’s obvious I can do a better job of it than they can. What are you smiling at?” Rohan stopped, obliging her to turn to face him. “You. You make me want to—” He stopped as if thinking better of what he’d been about to say. But the trace of amusement lingered on his lips.

“I heard them standing outside my door. You dishonored one of my family.” “Yes, I know,” Cam said quietly. “You’re not good enough for her.” “I know that too.”