The Soldier's Scoundrel (The Turner Series, #1)

by Cat Sebastian

“Did you learn anything new about the Wraxhall matter?” he asked instead, trying to change the topic. He had noticed that the cards Jack examined pertained to a different case. When Jack spoke the edge was gone from his voice, a sign that he was ready to let Oliver cajole him back to good humor. “The lady is not in London, which is why I haven’t been able to get in touch with her.” The Season was drawing to a close and families were trickling out of London. “Yes, she invited me for a house party in Kent next week.” When Jack looked at him oddly, Oliver quickly added, “What? I’ve gotten friendly with Wraxhall.” And when Jack’s eyebrows arched in disbelief, he protested, “I get quite a lot of invitations. Don’t act so shocked that somebody wants my company.” Jack rose out of his chair and eased onto the bed. “It will never surprise me to hear that someone wants your company,” he said in a tone that made Oliver shiver with anticipation. “But sometimes I forget that you’re on terms of intimacy with bloody everyone. You’re a regular man about town.” “Oh, shut up,” Oliver said as Jack’s body slid over his own. “Are you going to go?” “To what?” Oliver was distracted by Jack’s mouth on his neck. “To Mrs. Wraxhall’s house party,” Jack laughed into Oliver’s ear. Oliver tried to focus on the conversation, and not on the desire that was pooling in his belly. “I hadn’t decided. It’s awkward—Montbray was no relation of mine so I don’t need to go into mourning, but I still don’t want to ...