Gentleman Jim (Somerset Stories, #2)

by Mimi Matthews

“Wait for me, Maggie,” Nicholas said. “I’ll find Gentleman Jim, and when I make my fortune, I’ll come back for you.” He held her gaze for what seemed like an eternity. “No matter how long it takes,” he vowed. “I will come back.”

“You wonder that I refused every offer of marriage. How could I wed any of the gentlemen who offered for my hand when I knew that the other half of my heart may yet come back to me?”

You have no intention of talking about the past?” “No,” he said frankly. “I don’t.” “I’m a part of your past.” “No, you’re not.” He looked at her in the darkness. “You’re a part of me.”

She’d always known what he needed, what it took to make him whole. And she gave it to him now unreservedly. Her love. Her friendship. The exquisite reassurance of her touch.