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as his eyes slid over her curves through the diaphanous gown. Mrs. Morgan had always had the best girls in town. He ought to know. He’d visited often enough over the years. Beautiful, curvaceous and talented women were what Morgan’s was known for. He couldn’t believe that Lord Madison had let the woman into his home and even served her tea, for God’s sake. The fact that the man had let his unwed daughter spend any time with the woman was rather horrifying.
    Of course, Lord Madison spent most of his time out in the country too, and probably hadn’t had a clue the sort of woman he’d let into his manor. Still . . . Robert had to wonder how he’d missed hearing of the Madisons’ acquaintance with this woman before now.
    Although, he supposed he shouldn’t be surprised. He hadn’t seen much of Lord Madison or Lisa since his father’s death. In fact, he’d only seen them the once, those few short weeks when Lisa had been in London around the time of Suzette and Daniel’s meeting and marrying. Truth be told, he’d been avoiding her to keep from encouraging the silly schoolroom crush he knew she had on him.
    Robert cared for Lisa, just as he cared for Suzette and Christiana. But that was it and he had no desire to break her heart. It would make it uncomfortable to be around her sisters and their husbands and while he had always been close to Suzette and Christiana, he was even closer now. They and Daniel and Richard had become his closest friends these last two years.
    His thoughts were distracted when the woman in the room turned slowly, her gaze moving to the window. Sure she couldn’t see him through the gauzy curtain, he eyed her with interest. The girl reminded him of Lisa. Well, Lisa as she would look if not properly attired in her frilly pastel gowns and with her hair up in those fancy styles women in the ton tended to wear, he thought, his admiring gaze running over the girl’s front now just as it had her back.
    She was a ripe little peach, all generous curves and shapely legs. And her hair was a silken mass that framed her face and fell over her shoulders in a golden cascade. And what a face, he thought. It was heart-shaped with huge eyes and full, kissable lips.
    Perhaps he should visit this little strumpet later in the evening after finding Lisa and getting her safely home. Well, if he managed to rescue her without getting caught or seen. Mrs. Morgan would hardly welcome his clientele if she found out—
    Robert’s thoughts died, his eyes locking on the girl’s face as she suddenly gave her head a shake as if trying to clear her head and ran her hands through her hair, pushing it back and up from her face.
    “Damn,” Robert breathed. Dear God, the alluringly dressed little strumpet was no strumpet at all. It was Lisa Madison!
    For one moment, he simply stood gaping, his eyes again traveling over generous curves that her damned frilly gowns didn’t normally reveal. But then he recalled that he was perched on a ledge outside a window gaping at and—if he were honest with himself—lusting after a damned near nude Lisa Madison . . . who was like a little sister to him.
    Cursing, Robert squatted slightly to reach and open the window, and then leaned in, whispering, “Lisa.”
    The word was a bare hiss of sound, but enough to draw her head around. Her eyes widened when she saw him, and then rushed forward.
    Robert couldn’t help noticing that her breasts jiggled temptingly with each step, and her generous hips swayed. Damn, who knew she hid such a tempting little body under those voluminous gowns she wore? Richard and Daniel were right, Lisa was definitely all grown up. When the devil had that happened?
    The question was lost to the corners of his mind when she reached the window, threw herself at him with a happy cry, and damned near sent him tumbling backward off the ledge.
    Catching at the window frame, Robert managed to save himself, not to mention her, since she would have gone out with