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Authors: Johanna Lindsey

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The Magic of You

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Johanna Lindsey

The Magic of You

A Malory Novel

Dedication

For Renie,
and the magic we all possess

Contents

Cover

Title Page

Dedication

Chapter 1

The barmaid sighed and sighed again, because the three handsome…

Chapter 2

Across London in the newly purchased town house in Berkeley…

Chapter 3

Just one block north of Berkeley Square, Amy Malory was…

Chapter 4

“Why Judith?” James asked his brother, referring to the name…

Chapter 5

“Well, hello there.” It was Drew Anderson who’d done the…

Chapter 6

Warren Anderson was pacing the parlor floor, and watching the…

Chapter 7

“Just where did you disappear to last night, Jeremy?”

Chapter 8

Jeremy hadn’t been joking about leaving. He stuffed a couple…

Chapter 9

“That girl, Amy,” Warren said offhandedly. “I understand you befriended…

Chapter 10

“Did I hear him correctly?” Regina asked after the door…

Chapter 11

It was a while before Warren realized he was just…

Chapter 12

Amy’s optimism dropped considerably after Warren’s departure. And to think…

Chapter 13

“What the devil are you doing here?”

Chapter 14

Amy wasn’t sure why she did it. Possibly because Warren…

Chapter 15

There was a bit of moonlight peeking through the thinness…

Chapter 16

Unlike Warren, who apparently had every intention of nursing his…

Chapter 17

Amy shut the door and locked it, then leaned against…

Chapter 18

Amy got her wish, though she didn’t know it. Warren…

Chapter 19

The business that the Andersons had to attend to the…

Chapter 20

With Henri storing Mrs. Hillary’s trunks in the attic—the newly…

Chapter 21

The second the door had closed on the last Anderson,…

Chapter 22

“What the deuce are you doing here?” Anthony asked in…

Chapter 23

“Dare I hope you’re dancing with me because you want…

Chapter 24

Warren played cards with Clinton and two Englishmen the rest…

Chapter 25

“Amy and Warren?” Georgina said incredulously.

Chapter 26

“Move those legs. Don’t just stand there waiting for a…

Chapter 27

Amy was getting rather frantic. Nearly a week had gone…

Chapter 28

Amy was beginning to have serious doubts about refusing to…

Chapter 29

Warren was supposed to be the only one in the…

Chapter 30

Georgina started to worry when the carriages began lining up…

Chapter 31

Warren’s cabin was no bigger than Amy’s and, unfortunately, was…

Chapter 32

Amy moved away from the bulkhead to find her pallet…

Chapter 33

Two long, exasperating weeks passed for Amy, during which Warren…

Chapter 34

Warren started toward Amy with every intention of turning her…

Chapter 35

The storm that had remained southwest of the ship all…

Chapter 36

Warren had to steer the ship by the feel of…

Chapter 37

The weather remained mild and uneventful for the duration of…

Chapter 38

As it happened, Amy and Mac were too late to…

Chapter 39

“Looks like we’re too late,” Connie remarked.

Chapter 40

Warren’s brothers had left earlier in the week to return…

Chapter 41

Georgina didn’t wait to be announced and have Amy join…

Chapter 42

It was a garden party of the tedious sort, a…

Chapter 43

James stopped by the mansion on Grosvenor Square on his…

Chapter 44

Charlotte gave a dinner party for family and friends to…

Have You Met the Malorys?

Love Only Once

Tender Rebel

Gentle Rogue

The Magic of You

Say You Love Me

The Present

About the Author

Praise

Other Books by Johanna Lindsey

Copyright

About the Publisher

Chapter 1

London, 1819

The barmaid sighed and sighed again, because the three handsome gentlemen, all young lords by the look of them, had requested no more than drinks from her, despite her best efforts to offer them her favors as well. Still, she hovered near their table, hoping one of them might change his mind, especially the golden-haired one with the sensual green eyes, eyes that promised untold delights if she could just get her hands on him. Derek, she’d heard him called, and her heart had fair tripped over when he’d walked through the door. She’d never seen
a man so handsome—until the youngest of the trio followed him in.

It was a bleedin’ shame
that
one had to be so young, for her experience with boys his age was dismally unsatisfying. On the other hand, this young one had a devilishly wicked sparkle in his eyes that made her wonder if he might know how to pleasure a woman despite his tender years. Actually taller than his two older companions and broader of frame, with hair of a midnight hue and eyes of the clearest cobalt blue, he was so appealing that she’d be more than willing to find out.

The third member of their group, who looked to be the oldest, wasn’t nearly as handsome as his two friends, though, truth be known, he was a fine-looking specimen as well, just outdone by the two heart-stoppers. The girl sighed again, waiting, hoping, fairly drooling, but afraid she was bound to be disappointed tonight, with their interest on no more than their drinks and their own conversation.

Oblivious to the salacious thoughts coming their way—nothing new for these three—they suddenly changed the course of the amiable conversation at the table under such avid observation.

“How does he do it, Derek?” Percy complained, his words slightly slurred. He was referring to the youngest member of the threesome, Derek’s cousin Jeremy. “He’s drunk us glass for glass, damned if he ain’t, yet he’s
sitting there not the teeniest bit foxed.”

The two Malory cousins grinned at each other. What Percy didn’t know was that a bunch of pirates had taught Jeremy everything he knew about drink and women. But that wasn’t something that went beyond the family’s knowledge; nor the fact that Jeremy’s father, James Malory, Viscount of Ryding, had been the leader of those same pirates in the days when he was known as the Hawke. Percival Alden, or Percy, as his friends called him, would certainly never be told. Good old Percy couldn’t keep a secret to save his soul.

“My uncle James warned me to have his drinks watered down, don’t you know.” Derek said the outright lie with a perfectly straight face. “Otherwise the young’un wouldn’t be allowed out with me.”

“Gad, how awful!” Percy changed his tune, commiserating now that he was assured an eighteen-year-old wasn’t drinking him under the table.

Percy, at twenty-eight, was the oldest of the trio, after all. Stood to reason that he ought to be the one to hold his liquor better than either of his companions. ’Course, Derek, at twenty-five, had always been able to put him to shame when it came to serious drinking. But young Jeremy had been surpassing them both—or at least Percy had thought so. How utterly deplorable to have a reformed rake for a father who kept such close tabs on you, even
enlisting the rest of the family to help curtail your fun.

Then again, Derek never said a word when Jeremy would disappear late of an evening with a comely wench on his arm, so not all of the boy’s fun was being curtailed. Come to think of it, Percy couldn’t remember a single time in the past year, since Derek had taken his young cousin under his wing, that Jeremy hadn’t found a willing female with whom to occupy a few very private hours, whether the three young men had ended up in a lively tavern, in an expensive house of Eros, or at one of society’s many gatherings. The boy had the most devilish luck where women were concerned. Women of all ages, whores and ladies alike, found this youngest male Malory quite irresistible.

In that respect, he was taking after his father, James, and his uncle Anthony Malory. Those two Malory brothers, the younger of four, had set the town on fire in their day with the scandals their affairs had generated. Derek, the only son of the oldest Malory brother, was just as lucky with women for that matter, although much more discreet and discerning about whom he chose to favor, so that the few scandals he’d been embroiled in since he’d come of age hadn’t concerned women at all.

Having thought it over, Percy summoned the barmaid to him and whispered in her ear.
The two cousins, watching him, knew exactly what he was doing: ordering the next round—and arranging, supposedly on the sly, to have the water left out of Jeremy’s drink. It was all the cousins could do not to burst out laughing. But Derek, noting the girl’s frown and that she was about to tell the young lord that none of the previous drinks she’d served had contained any water, had to quickly catch her eye to give her a nod and a wink so she’d know they were just having some sport and go along with it. She did, smart girl, grinning as she left.

Derek would have to see that the pretty miss was compensated, though not as she might like. She’d turned all of her ample charms on him when they’d first come in, but having another assignation already arranged for the wee hours, he hadn’t encouraged her.

This was a tavern they often frequented, but this girl was new. He’d try her eventually—they all would if she kept the job long enough—but not tonight, since they’d all scored right handily at the Shepfords’ annual Season-opening ball earlier in the evening.

It was a ball he and Jeremy had been ordered to attend, since it was where their youngest cousin, Amy, had made her official debut into society. She’d been allowed to attend a few other affairs since she’d turned sixteen, but no balls, and certainly not decked out as she’d been tonight. Gad, but the little minx had quite
stunned them in all her finery, at least the men in the family, and the whole Malory clan had been in attendance. When the devil had sweet, impish Amy turned into such a ravishing, sensual beauty?

It was a good question to put forward, just to get Percy’s mind off his collusion with the barmaid. Knowing Percy as he did, and Derek knew him well, since they’d been chumming together for years now, the dear fellow was more than likely to blurt out what he’d done, because Percy quite simply couldn’t keep a secret, even one of his own.

So to distract Percy, Derek raised the matter to Jeremy. “You’ve been Amy’s choice as escort lately, whenever her brothers aren’t available. Why is it you never gave us warning that the minx had blossomed overnight?”

Jeremy just shrugged. “Who says it was overnight? Those clothes Aunt Charlotte insisted Amy wear hid what was there, but it’s been there for some time now. It just takes a discerning eye—”

Derek nearly choked to contain his laughter. “Good God, man, she’s your cousin! You’re not supposed to notice such things in a cousin.”

“You’re not?” Jeremy was genuinely surprised. “Well, hell’s bells, where’s it written—?”

“Likely in your father’s book,” Derek replied with a pointed look.

Jeremy sighed now. “I suppose. He made
a bloody fuss about it whenever I admired Regan a bit longer than he thought necessary.”

Regan was also their cousin, and the one niece whom the older Malory brothers had had a hand in raising, though only Jeremy and his father called her Regan. It didn’t bother Derek in the least to hear her called that, not as it did his own father and two other uncles. The rest of the family called her Reggie, though her actual name was Regina, and the dear girl had married Derek’s closest friend, Nicholas Eden, several years ago.

“But I didn’t say I was
interested
in Amy,” Jeremy clarified as he continued, “just that I’d noticed she’d filled out nicely in all the right places.”

“Noticed her, too,” Percy put in unexpectedly. “Been biding my time, waiting for her come-out. Thinking of courting her myself.”

Both cousins sat forward in protective alarm upon hearing that, and in that they were so very like their fathers, it was uncanny. It was Derek who exclaimed, “Now why would you want to do a bloody stupid thing like that? With Amy comes my uncles’ close scrutiny. Never doubt it. D’you really want Anthony and James Malory breathing down your neck, not to mention my father?”

Percy turned a little bit pale. “Good God, no! Hadn’t thought of that, indeed I hadn’t.”

“So think about it.”

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