Page 60 of Married to the Rake

“We shall have to save it for when your father is no longer threatening to kill me, I suppose.”

“Hopefully that will be sooner rather than later.” She motioned to his horse. “Will you ride on? We shall catch up with you.”

“Of course.”

“And, Brook…why did you chase after the carriage?”

“I couldn’t let you marry Lawrence.”

Chloe frowned. “I wasn’t going to marry Lawrence.”

“You’re not? You weren’t?”

“No. My father changed his mind. We were just travelling to visit with my aunt.”

He grimaced. “Well, I wish I had known before I stepped in front of that carriage.”

“You stepped…? Oh, Brook, you could have been killed!”

He lifted a shoulder. “Would have been worth it.” He grinned. “Perhaps.”

She pressed a palm to his chest. “I love you,” she said shyly.

“I love you too.” He glanced around and pressed the briefest of kisses to her lips, leaving her looking stunned. “You are utterly worth dying for, Chlo,” he told her as he mounted his horse.

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