““It’s no use.” Bracing his hand against the side, he rose and nearly fell into Lady Harriet’s lap. He caught himself against the back of the bench, his face inches from hers. He held his breath. She gasped but did not flinch, as if she trusted him not to hurt her. Foolish chit. She was obviously unaware of all the things that could happen while alone in a carriage with a man, even beyond the chance of freezing to death before Smithers appeared with the hired coach. Or had she intended just this... sort of misadventure? Her father could be ten minutes behind them, growing angrier by the minute at being forced to travel in this storm. Would he appear at any moment, threatening Morley’s life if he didn’t marry Lady Harriet the instant a special license could be acquired? Realizing he was still staring into her eyes, he pressed against the wall and straightened as much as possible, given the angle of the conveyance. “As this corner is the low point, it would seem I must share this bench with you.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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