A Man Without Manners
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For the last decade, Eugenia Bush has known nothing but crushing loneliness. Widowed at three and twenty, and having recently lost her father, her options in life are dwindling. She's stuck as a governess, bullied by her brother's wife.
Eugenia has always been a proper prude, but everything changes when she meets aging bachelor, Captain Anthony Conran. When she agreed to be his companion, she didn't expect him to be domineering, rude, and downright mannerless. Strangest of all, the captain refuses to show his face. He faces the wall while she reads to him, and he makes the most indecorous remarks. Despite his uncouth behavior, Eugenia finds herself intrigued by him. She never expected to meet a man who's even lonelier than she is.
Disfigured in the war, Captain Conran is determined to remain a recluse forever, but Eugenia provides him with an unexpected challenge. After he's given a tantalizing glimpse of the widow's bare skin, how long can he keep himself hidden?
A Man Without Manners is a steamy Regency novella about second chances and facing fears.
Sensuality Level: High
Word Count: 20,000
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A Man Without Manners - Caylen McQueen
Chapter One
THE COMB'S TEETH HIT another snag in my niece's thick, dark tresses. I try to be as gentle as I can, but Beth's hair is an untameable mess of curls and knots.
Ow!
Beth howls as I work the comb through. "Ow... owww!"
I don't mean to be merciless, but you should really tend to your hair more often,
I lecture her. If you leave it in such a state, people might think you're a hoyden.
I am, at this moment, my niece's least favorite aunt. It's been a week since she brushed her hair, if not longer. On a good day, Beth has beautiful, enviable hair. My own hair, lank and barely blonde, is such a dull, mousy shade.
I don't care what people think of me! Anyone who doesn't like my hair can go to the devil!
Beth declares.
For a girl of only six, Beth is rather headstrong. Am I to blame for her defiant behavior? I have, after all, spent more time with Beth than her own mother. Absent as that woman is, I wouldn't be shocked if she's forgotten the names of her children. David, Beth's baby brother, wakes up and demands my attention with a hellish, heart-wrenching scream. He must have been inspired by his older sister's agonized howls.
My niece's hair is granted a reprieve as I collect the baby and sway him to sleep. I never wanted to be a governess or a nursemaid, but my brother expects my servitude. He constantly reminds me of my debt to him—he was, after all, the only person in the world who was kind enough to put a roof over my head. Frederick and his wife don't want me here. Sophy, in particular, has been very forthright in that regard.
Life was much simpler before Papa passed away. He spent his last years in a Bath chair, barely able to flex his toes. I, his only daughter, was his companion and devoted caregiver. Unlike my brother, Papa appreciated me. He gave me a purpose, and I'll always be grateful to him for that.
Sadly, there are scarce opportunities for an aging, orphaned widow. When Father died, I had no choice but to throw myself at the mercy of Frederick. My brother and I have never been particularly close, yet he doesn't antagonize me as relentlessly as his wife. Sophy's never liked me, and frankly, I have very little affection for her.
David falls asleep in my arms, so I return him to his bed. While I was tending to him, my niece must have hidden my comb, because I cannot find it anywhere. That girl has a bit of the devil in her, I swear. She's fortunate to have an aunt who is mostly amused by her naughty behavior.
Where is it?
I try to question her, but the only answer I get is a mischievous snicker. Grumbling, I ask again, Beth, where is my comb?
She shakes her head and dashes from the room. Only half of her hair has been touched by the comb—the other half is still wild. She looks ridiculous, but I don't have the energy to pursue her. I feel the bite of fatigue in every bone in my body.
I blame the nightmares. Because of them, I wake too soon and deplete too quickly. In my nightmares, I've seen my husband die a hundred times, in a hundred different ways. I can't remember the last time I had a pleasant dream. Robert is always covered in blood, or he's lost a limb, or his body bursts into flame. Ten years after his death, I'm still haunted by him.
Robert, my lost love. My penniless soldier. Others warned me not to not to marry him, but I'm a hopeless romantic at heart. I was desperately in love, and at two-and-twenty, I had little regard for my future. Now, my future is the only thing on my mind. I don't want to be a burden on my brother, or to be lectured by Sophy until the day I die, but it's difficult to imagine another life for myself.
I am, as it were, quite stuck.
Chapter Two
PAINTING IS ALWAYS a messy affair. Beth, for some inexplicable reason, prefers to use her hands. No matter how many brushes I assemble, or how often I encourage her to use them, her fingers create her art.
Eugenia!
she cries, holding up a green hand. Aunt Eugenia, what color is this?
This is common occurrence. She often mistakes green for brown, orange for red, and pink is always gray to her. I tell her, Green, darling,
and go back to reading my book.
Today is quite like any other day. David is at my side, sleeping, while Beth makes a mess of everything. My brother is miles away, hunting, while his wife slumbers throughout the day. Sophy's addiction to naps is so great, I rarely see her. Likewise, she rarely sees her husband. I believe he keeps a mistress in his hunting lodge, but my suspicions are unconfirmed.
The monotony of the day is interrupted by the arrival of my uncle, Eugene, the only member of my family who cared a fig about me after Father's death. While the rest of my aunts and uncles forgot my existence, Eugene continues to feign interest in my life and livelihood. He was my father's favorite brother, and I got my name from him, so I'm glad he didn't abandon me. His visits are increasingly rare, but his face is always a welcome sight.
I tell my niece to clean her hands and send her away before Uncle arrives. Eugene has never been fond of children, nor has he sired any of his own—none that he recognizes as his own, I should say. In his youth, he was a rake and a scoundrel. My father's stories of Eugene's exploits could have been greatly exaggerated, but I doubt it.
Eugene sweeps into the sitting room, looking as tall and wan as ever. He's always had a sickly pallor, and his forehead is full of wrinkles, but traces of a handsomer youth still linger on his face.
Eugenia. How very good to see you.