” Genevieve said in her tiny voice.“Well, it’s not a secret any more. Your daddy knows that I am having two boys.” Lynn said.“You are?” Ma...garet asked.“Yes. Isn’t that the secret?” Lynn asked.“No.” Paula said.“What!?” Lynn was now the shocked one.“Mother, we can’t tell you the secret. The Babies said not to.” Erin Lynn pleaded. “Don’t be mad at us. Please.”Lynn reached out for her two little redheads and they climbed across the bed and sat on either side of her as she embraced them and held. ”“Your mother is a countess and a widow. Yet she visits the sick. He is young and strong, and he merely plays, and loses. Charles Tarleton plays cards, but he – at least – wins at cards, or so I have heard.”“Charles wins more than he loses. Charles is who Gregory pretends to be. He is Lord Charles, and he is acknowledged as the best whist player at White’s, and that may mean the best whist player in England. Charles is a second son. At least an heir, who sits around waiting for a man he loves. I had not been born when we left home and it was lost except for the tales. Now I walked the human or alien worlds that they had not altered. Sometimes it was hard to believe they had not been altered when I found things belonging to other realms.I learned and became many things to earn my way and now I was a hunter once more. I looked at the young Sidhe girl, well young to me. She was in her fourth century and bored. I was the only Sidhe that wished to come to this wild world I had not been. She stepped into the women's room. I stood outside for a split second and looked around, making sure no one was watching. I knocked on the door.“Yes?” a sexy voice purred inquisitively. I stepped in, and there she stood, leaning on the sink counter. Her eyes said, “fuck me.” “Hey,” I said, locking the door behind me. “Hey,” she said back, her hand on her hip. That was it. We were on each other, mouths locked together. My hands reached first for her ass, giving it a rough squeezed, drawing a.