Chapter 73

For all he knew, Lord P was correct in his wager and Leander had left London to get away from him. Now that Leander had a fortune, most of the troubles that had plagued him in America no longer existed. Leander might prefer the solid ground of the farmland he’d known all his life to the treacherous waters of London Society.

Then there was the fact that the night before their quarrel had been Leander’s first time. Although Julien didn’t recall seeing any signs of discomfort the next morning, he had been too angry to truly notice. The thought that he might have hurt Leander only tightened the knot in Julien’s stomach. He had knownLeander was ill that night, despite the younger man’s insistence to the contrary. He should have simply seen to it that Leander arrived at his own home safely. If he had, then perhaps none of this would have happened. But no, he had only been concerned with satisfying his own lusts. Tobias might not be entirely his fault, but Leander was.