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He had been dead for almost a month and she had not known. She had not even sensed it. He had been two weeks dead when she read his letter, more than two weeks dead when James brought the news of victory and she had felt such enormous relief.
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“You are going to have to marry me,” he said. “What?” “If you are married before the anniversary of your father’s death,” he said, “you will be able to keep your home and your fortune and the lame ducks too.”
Tee hee hee
He looked closely at her before giving the horses the signal to start. “Lavender suits you,” he surprised her by saying.
Hehehe
“I am something of a killjoy too,” Aidan said. “Even in fun, I simply could not allow you to—ah, lay a whip about my wife.” There was a brief, heavy pause. “Your wife.” Morris had gone slack-jawed. “My wife.”
YEAHHHHHHH
Her eyes were alight with merriment. “Oh,” she said, “I am so glad you stayed. I would not have missed that for worlds. It was priceless! You were priceless.” She came hurrying toward him as she spoke, both her hands outstretched. He took them in his own and squeezed them tightly. “I confess,” he said, “that I rather enjoyed it myself.”
EEEEEEEE!!!!
“I cannot forget,” she said, “that you are the son and brother of a duke, that you are Lord Aidan Bedwyn.” “And you are Lady Aidan Bedwyn,” he reminded her as the old carriage jerked into motion. “An impostor.” She laughed. “No.” He turned his head to look at her. “My wife.”
OH......
He did not take his eyes off her. Partly it was deliberate, for the sake of her friends and neighbors, who were watching them with fond attention. Partly it was because she was good to look at—tall, slender, pretty whenever she was animated, as she was now. And partly because he knew that after tomorrow he would try to remember what she looked like and not always succeed. Yet she would always be his wife.
This is such a lovely slowburn
“I will take care of my wife’s needs when I am in company with her, ma’am,” he said. “Does that include her need to be treated with respect?”
Get his ass Eve!!
“I do not believe this is a wise choice, ma’am,” he said. “Then,” she said with a stubborn, potentially dangerous lift of her chin, “you are going to have to use your husband’s prerogative, Colonel, and order me back home. Please do it, and then I will have the pleasure of openly defying you. Will you call a hackney coach, or shall I?”
YEAHHHHHHH
“Her Majesty leaned forward and asked me for whom I wore mourning,” she explained, “and I told her it was for my brother, who fell in action at the Battle of Toulouse. She smiled very kindly at me and commended me for putting love of my family before any temptation to wear pretty clothes into her presence.”
Hell yeah Eve
“Aidan,” she said, looking up at him, “all my new clothes have been delivered from Miss Benning’s. But there has been no bill yet.” It was his turn to frown. “Have you paid it?” “Of course,” he said brusquely.
Need me a freak like that
“I do not deal in kindness, ma’am. I have never been accused of being a kind man. I married you in order to repay a debt to a dying man.” “Then why,” she asked, “are you so angry?” It was an uncomfortable question, for which he had no answer.
HEHEHEHE
“Thank you,” she said, “but I believe I will be able to entertain myself quite well without your assistance, Colonel. Your aunt has already accepted several invitations on my behalf and will accompany me. I need not trouble you.” “Damn you, Eve,” he said softly and fiercely after a few tense, hostile moments of silence. “Damn you.”
DEEEEEEELICIOUS
He wanted her to be gone—gone from Bedwyn House, gone from his life. At the same time there was a certain feeling of panic in the thought.
Iktr!
Her cheeks were flushed with color, Aidan noticed, and her eyes were sparkling. She was looking remarkably pretty, but then it was some time since he had been able to see her any other way.
LET'S GOOOOO
He found himself wishing at every moment that something could be set right between them before they parted forever. He did not want her to remember him with hostility. He did not want to remember her with regret.
Down baaaad
“Easy,” he said. He kept one arm firmly about her. The forefinger and thumb of the other hand came beneath her jaw to lift it and hold it steady. He captured her gaze and held it with his own. “Easy, love. Tell me what has happened and I will set it right for you.”
RAHHHHHHH
“I will see this thing through to the end,” he said. “When I leave you, I will leave you safe and secure and happy.” “Because of your vow to Percy?” she asked. “Because you are my wife.”
HELL YEAH
“Eve,” he said, “I have sometimes spoken with irritation and even contempt of your lame ducks. I am sorry about that. I honor your generosity and your love for all creatures, no matter their looks or their station in life or their history. Knowing you has been a humbling experience. I thank you for it.”
WORMMMMMM
