Page 51 of Ten Lords for the Holidays

Rose looked surprised—and then happy. She turned to their mother with suppressed glee. “I believe you’ll wish to rethink your plans for a Season, Mama.”

“You think wrongly, dear. Why ever would I, with three daughters still unmarried?”

Gwyn joined in on the fun. “There might be something better to do this spring.”

“Gwyn, dear, if this is to do with your garden—” her mother began in a warning tone.

“Oh, I don’t know,” she interrupted her. “I think a June wedding in the garden sounds lovely.”

“Weddings, Gwyn,” Rose corrected her. “Plural.”

“Oh, yes. Quite right.”

They laughed at the look on their mother’s face, then Gwyn went out to greet her betrothed with a kiss.

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