Stolen Kisses

Stolen Kisses 7

            

"Are you sure they are headed towards Gretna Green?"

"Brother dear, where do lovers go to elope...especially lovers whose family is against their union?" Isaiah asked his brother mockingly.

Ezekiel's scowl got deeper.

"You know I just wanted the best for her..." Ezekiel whispered softly.

"I know..." Isaiah replied with sincerity. "But she's a lady now and more than capable to choose whose going to make her happy."

"But for God sakes she was sixteen when he told us he wanted to marry her! A mere babe! What was I supposed to do?"

Isaiah put a hand on his brother's shoulder. 

"You should have let her decide...We both know James, he'd always doted on her, protected her and if I can choose any gentleman of the ton for her. He's the only one I deem worthy of our little sister."

Ezekiel released a sigh.

"I made a big mistake of everything then?"

"We both did. You for refusing him and I for letting you do it." Isaiah gave his brother a wry smile.

"But it doesn't mean we can't pummel him into doing our bidding right? He positively gave me a heart attack when I found our sister gone and think of the scandal this would cause!"

"Oh, I won't stop you." Isaiah drawled. "I would love to take a swing at him too. I still need to get even from that hit he gave me when we were fourteen. Left me a nasty cut on my li—ip."

"Bloody hell!" Isaiah cursed as he tumbled forward.

Ezekiel rapped the roof of the carriage to get the attention of his footman.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Ezekiel asked his footman, annoyance in his voice.

"My lord, I think we found the Colonel's carriage at an inn."

"Tell our coach to hurry towards that inn."

"Yes, my lord."

"Can I take a swing for this as well?" Isaiah asked as he nursed his nose. "Damnation! It's bleeding."

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"Bloody Hell! What's all this ruckus about?" James cursed as pounding noises had awoken him. He angrily stood up and hastily pulled his breeches, very much ready to give the inn's owner a piece of his mind.

"You better open this damn door before we break it down!"

James froze midway from putting on his shirt. That voice sounded much like Ezekiel.

"James! Open this door!"

He was sure it was the duke. He hastily woke Nadine up. The duke seeing him and his very naked sister in bed just doesn't bode well. All the scenarios flashing in his head ended with him dead or bloodied to pulp.

"Naddie..."

"Hmmm...let me sleep some more...you wore me out..."

"Naddie...no time for that. You're brothers I believe is short from breaking down the door."

That sentence definitely jolted Nadine awake.

"My brothers?"

"James! Open the damn door!" Nadine's brother yelled while pounding hard on the door.

"Oh dear!"

Nadine hastily got up quickly wearing her chemise then her gown. "James help button me up!" Nadine commanded as she proceeded to put her hair up.