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about. But he had, in fact, done Georgina another good turn by not insisting on going, since her husband didn’t get along well with any of her brothers, himself included. The man didn’t even get along with his own brothers. And there was no way he and James Malory wouldn’t come to blows if they ended up on a ship together. Besides, the look on James’s face when Boyd had suggested accompanying him, well, it had made Boyd glad he had an excuse to stay behind after all.
    “We all know where she’d rather stay,” Georgina had remarked. “But Roslynn mentioned in passing that she might be enceinte again, so she needs peace and quiet in her household just now, which won’t be the case with Judy and Jack in residence. When you’re ready to sail will be soon enough to deposit her there.”
    Roslynn Malory turned out not to be pregnant. Boyd ended up not sailing as expected. And Jack, as her father had named her at birth, was happy enough where she was, since she still got to visit with her cousin Judith as often as she liked.
    Boyd wasn’t exactly worried about Drew, anyway. Georgina did enough worrying for all of them. But Boyd knew his brother well and had no doubt that he’d extricate himself from whatever trouble he’d gotten into long before Georgina and her husband arrived to help. Hell, considering how long they’d been gone, he was beginning to suspect they hadn’t even caught up to Drew’s ship yet!
    Georgina hadn’t expected Boyd to stay in London this long. No one had, himself included. But when his ship, The Oceanus , returned from the short run he’d sent her on, instead of leaving with her, he sent her off again. And gave more thought to giving up the sea for good.
    The Andersons’ family business, Skylark Shipping, also had an office in London now. While the family had avoided England for many years due to the old war and the hard feelings that had ensued from that, they were once again firmly entrenched in trading with the English. In fact, now that England was central to all of their newly acquired routes, the London office had grown considerably in the last eight years. Boyd wouldn’t half mind taking over the running of it.
    Become landlocked? God, why didn’t he just do it already? Because oddly enough, he loved the sea. He just hated what it did to him.
    Georgina had introduced him to London society more than once on his visits here. He even kept a wardrobe at her house specifically for his London stays that was more appropriate for a gentleman, since the English dressed quite a bit more fancily than sailors did! He didn’t go excessive in frilly cravats or lacy cuffs as some of them did. In fact, he took a cue from his brother-in-law, James—well-tailored, but subdued and even open-collared. And he had a few velvet jackets that spruced him up for evening social events.
    On this extended visit he’d been receiving invitations to balls and soirées from Georgina’s acquaintances that knew he was still in town, and he’d occasionally accepted. He wasn’t actively looking for a wife, but if the right woman showed up, that would be incentive to settle down. He’d thought he’d found her. Katey Tyler would have been the perfect woman for him—if she wasn’t already taken!
    God, how did he let her sneak into his mind again? Once she did, it took days and a good bout of drinking to get her out again. But only briefly. She was somewhere in his thoughts more often than not. It seemed that knowing he couldn’t have her because she already had a husband made him want her even more! He’d never been able to figure out what exactly it was about Katey Tyler that had twisted him inside out on that voyage. She wasn’t even the kind of woman that usually caught his eye.
    She was too tall for one thing, only a few inches shorter than he was. He preferred to feel tall where his women were concerned, and Mrs. Tyler didn’t give him that feeling when she stood eye to eye with him. But it didn’t