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The Viscount Who Loved Me: The Epilogue II [Secure Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/eReader (recommended)/Adobe]
eBook by Julia Quinn
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eBook Category: Romance/Romance
eBook Description: Fifteen years have passed, but the Bridgertons are as devious and diabolical as ever when it comes to life on the croquet field. Join Anthony, Kate, Simon, Daphne, Colin, Edwina, and (of course) the mallet of death, as Julia Quinn shows that happily ever after can still be a little bit wicked ... and a whole lot of fun.
eBook Publisher: Harper Collins, Inc./HarperCollins e-books
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2006
303 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [Secure Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/eReader (recommended)/Adobe - What's this?]: SECURE MOBIPOCKET FORMAT [44 KB], SECURE MICROSOFT READER FORMAT [425 KB] - Requires Microsoft Reader 2.1.1 for PCs, or Microsoft Reader 2.2.2 on Pocket PC 2002 handheld devices. Some older Pocket PCs can be upgraded. Learn More., SECURE EREADER (RECOMMENDED) FORMAT [30 KB], SECURE ADOBE FORMAT [410 KB]
Secure Adobe: Printing enabled, Read-aloud DISABLED
Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
Microsoft Reader ISBN: 9780061235429
Adobe Reader ISBN: 9780061235443
Mobipocket Reader ISBN: 9780061235436
eReader ISBN: 9780061235412
 
Begin Reading May 1829 Kate stomped across the lawn, glancing over her shoulder to make sure that her husband was not following her. Fifteen years of marriage had taught her a thing or two, and she knew that he would be watching her every move. But she was clever. And she was determined. And she knew that for a pound, Anthony's valet could feign the most marvelous sartorial disaster. Something involving jam on the iron, or perhaps an infestation in the wardrobe—spiders, mice, it really didn't matter which—Kate was more than happy to leave the details up to the valet as long as Anthony was suitably distracted long enough for her to make her escape. "It is mine, all mine," she chortled, in much the same tones she'd used during the previous month's Bridgerton family production of Macbeth. Her eldest son had casted the roles; she had been named First Witch. Kate had pretended not to notice when Anthony had rewarded him with a new horse. Her husband would pay now. His shirts would be stained pink with raspberry jam, and she— She was smiling so hard she was laughing. "Mine mine mine miiiiiiiiiiiine," she sang, wrenching open the door to the shed on the last syllable, which just so happened to be the deep, serious note of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony. "Mine mine mine miiiiiiiiiine." She would have it. It was hers. She could practically taste it. She would have tasted it, even, if possible, would somehow have bonded it to her side. She had no taste for wood, of course, but this was no ordinary implement of destruction. This was… The mallet of death. "Mine mine mine mine mine mine mine mine mine mine mine miiiiiiiiiine," she continued, moving into the hoppy little section that followed the familiar Beethoven refrain. She could barely contain herself as she tossed a blanket aside. The Pall Mall set would be resting in the corner, as it always was, and in just a moment— "Looking for this?" Kate whirled around. There was Anthony, standing in the doorway, smiling diabolically as he spun the black Pall Mall mallet in his hands. His shirt was blindingly white. "You…You…" One of his brows lifted dangerously. "You never were terribly skilled at vocabulary retrieval when crossed." "How did you…How did you…?" He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "I paid him five pounds." "You gave Milton five pounds?" Good Lord, that was practically his annual salary. "It's a deuced sight cheaper than replacing all of my shirts," he said with a scowl. "Raspberry jam. Really. Have you no thought toward economies?" Kate stared longingly at the mallet. "Game's in three days," Anthony said with a pleased sigh, "and I have already won." Copyright © 2006 by Julie Cotler Pottinger.
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