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“Won’t you allow me to play the part of a gentleman?” “Do you see a gentleman here?”
“She believes everyone’s life mirrors a storybook?” I nodded. “She’s even convinced everyone’s story fits a specific genre.” Amusement danced in his eyes. “And which is yours? Romance?” My face flushed with heat. “Definitely not.” And before he could pry much further as to why I was so adamant about that—for the thought of discussing romance with him made me fiercely uncomfortable—I asked, “Which is yours?” Aiden thought about it for a moment. “Mystery.” “And why is that?” He wiggled his eyebrows. “It’s a mystery.”
“A heart is too precious to risk, especially when a heart is so easy to break.”
“An educated wife doesn’t guarantee a happy marriage, for memorizing facts doesn’t determine the kindness of one’s heart,
“I’m finding that the more pieces of my heart I give away, the more it heals.
“I’m sorry. My plans to meet you at the front doors were thwarted when all of His Majesty’s guests decided to take an afternoon stroll in the gardens.” I raised an eyebrow. “Why is that a problem?” Did he not want to be seen with me? Was it improper of me to be cavorting with a nobleman and he didn’t want us to be caught? “One of those prestigious guests happened to be the boring Duke of Rosewood, whose conversations are impossible to escape from. I decided to take cover
