Major Wyclyff's Campaign (A Lady's Lessons, Book 2) by Lee Jade

Author:Lee, Jade [Lee, Jade]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2012-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Sophia busied herself brushing bread crumbs off her fingers, but her thoughts were elsewhere, specifically on the virile man beside her on the bed. She sighed silently to herself. There was no other way to describe Anthony besides virile. Even his limp did not diminish him in her eyes. It certainly had not prevented him from rescuing her back at the cockpit. Nor had it prevented him from tirelessly engineering the chaos that plagued her since she'd quit London.

Still she could not help but worry about him. What if he pushed himself too far? What if—

She ruthlessly cut off her thoughts. She would not dwell on that when there was something more important to address—the coming morning. "Do you think there is any way to save my reputation?" she asked, her voice unnaturally loud in the small room.

The major did not hesitate. "Apart from marrying me?" he asked.

She nodded.

"No."

She bit her lip, then lifted the tray off the pallet, placing it on the floor. Would she truly be forced to marry the major? she wondered. If so, how would she feel about that?

Apparently, his thoughts ran a similar course, for he voiced the sentiment aloud: "Would it truly be so horrible a fate?" he asked curtly. "I am not a monster. In fact, I know no other man who would become a butler, fight trained cocks, and go to gaol all for the sake of being caught in a parson's mousetrap."

She carefully moved the now empty brandy bottle to the floor, delaying the moment when she was required to answer him. Privately, she hoped that somehow she could delay the entire coming argument, but one glance at his set face and she knew he would press for answers—now, before she could order her jumbled thoughts.

She made a desperate attempt to delay: "Do you truly wish to discuss this here?"

"No," he retorted hotly. "I do not wish to discuss this at all. I wish to be happily on my way to India. But I wish to do so with my wife by my side."

She felt her hands clench into fists, her anger already overwhelming her restraint. "Then pick some peagoose debutante and be done with it, Anthony! By Heaven, I tire of this argument. Why do you insist on me?"

She meant to move away, but she was slow, the brandy having affected her more than she had at first realized. He easily caught her hand, drawing it toward him. "Because you are a lady, Sophia. In every sense of the word. And only a lady can represent the Crown as it should be represented."

She jerked her hand back, folding it tightly against her chest. She truly didn't know what she had wanted him to say. Certainly, she had expected no less. He valued the coolness she had shown in the hospital. He saw through the crazy things she had been doing lately. In short, he admired all the things that she hated about her life. Those were the reasons he wished to wed her.

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