With a sigh, he pulled away and took up his father’s journal, determined to focus on something other than her. Charlotte. The woman who deserved better than to be seduced and used as a brood mare. Better than to have been shipped to England and sold to the loftiest title her father’s money could buy. Better than to have married him. From Chatham, to whom she had offered kindness and acceptance and friendship, she deserved no less than equal measures in return. And he would give them to her, he decided. He would grant her the protection such a lady merited—no matter how he must deny himself.
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