“It could ruin me. If we were found.” He stepped closer, close enough that he could pull her into his arms. “I would never ruin you.” It should have been a flirt. An empty, teasing trifle. Something men said to women to lure them into danger. But it wasn’t. It was a promise. And more than that, it was the truth. He would never ruin her. It wouldn’t be ruin when he married her. He stilled. Christ. He would marry her. He was going to marry this woman. The realization should have filled
