The Commoner Who Stole Her Heart by Hanna Hamilton

Author:Hanna Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2019-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

“Robert,” Freddie said, growing exasperated with his old friend. “How many times must I remind you that I promised Thea she could have a say in her choice of a husband?”

“That is foolishness, old chap,” Robert said, holding his tumbler of whiskey up to the firelight. “Women do not have the intellect to be making such choices. You and I know what is best for her, and I am that best choice.”

Freddie gazed out the library window at the loathsome drizzle that kidnapped the bright sunlight of the past weeks, wondering if Robert was right. He knew his sister had an incredibly sharp and intuitive mind, yet women as a whole did not have the same intellect as men. What if she is wrong about him? He obviously loves her so very much. “I need time to think about it, Robert. The big party is in a few days. I will not renege on my promise that she could meet other potential candidates.”

“And once she discovers the true boors out there,” Robert replied with a flashing grin, “then she will realize what a catch I am all along. By the way, where is she?”

Freddie shrugged. “She should return any moment. She went to have a chat with the Duke of Bradford.”

“Now I know you have lost your mind, Freddie.” Robert leaned forward in his chair, his blue eyes intent. “I need to marry that girl and get her away from your foolishness.”

“What foolishness?” Freddie snapped, annoyed. “I had just been shot for God’s sake. I could not travel with her. The Duke would never dream of harming her, even if he does wish to kill me.”

Robert shook his head, his dark hair tumbling over his brow to give him a rakish appearance. “I wish I had your trust, old chap.” He downed his whiskey. “I would never take the word of that old monster Bradford.”

Freddie scowled. “Why ever not? He is a Duke, a peer of the realm. Even my father, who had no reason to love him, told me he was still a man of honor.”

“I think you will discover that honor is a thing of the past,” Robert said, lifting his glass for a footman to refill. “Honor no longer exists, old chap.”

“Of course it does. I know I have it. And until you just opened your mouth, I thought you had it.”

Robert gazed at the shelves of books, lost in thought. “I may have had it. Once. But I think I lost it somewhere along the way. I perhaps left it in the pocket of my trousers. Might you help me find it?” He broke into wild laughter.

Freddie chuckled along with him. “How many of those have you had now?”

Robert glanced at the tumbler in his hand, his humor dying. “Too many, I should think.”

“Must I cut you off?” Freddie asked. “I would hate to pour you into your bed of a night.”

“You can pour an old friend into a bed?” Robert replied, grinning. “After supper, of course.

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