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“We aren’t alone,” she said sullenly. “But I would very much like to resume this conversation later.”
Aaron smirked because he knew how eager she was. He knew that she would seek him out in his tower tonight, where they could truly be alone. With no interruptions. No interlopers. Just husband and wife.
Maybe she would wear one of those nightgowns he had purchased for her.
He twisted around and seemed to recognize the man walking toward them.
Theresa watched as he smiled at the man, who must be a friend. She thought about her friendship with Margaret and wondered what friendship with her husband would be like.
He wasn’t the type to let people in, so the man approaching them must be special.
“My dear, may I introduce you to the Duke of Hiverville?”
“It is my pleasure to finally meet you, Duchess,” the man said. “We did not have the chance to speak at your wedding.”
He reached for Theresa’s hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it, which caused her to blush. Aaron glared at him, but for the life of her, she could not figure out why.
Hiverville dropped her hand, but she did not miss the way he cocked an eyebrow at Aaron.
“What brings the two of you to Hyde Park on a beautiful day?” He asked.
“I thought to have a picnic here with my wife after spending the morning at the dressmaker’s. We were hoping to spend some timealonetogether, without Juliette and my grandmama breathing down our necks,” Aaron emphasized.
“I’m sure you will find plenty of time to be alone,” Hiverville said with a smirk. He looked Theresa up and down. “And plenty of things to do to occupy your time.”
“Have you forgotten your manners, Morgan? Watch what you say in front of my wife.”
“Oh, I don’t mind at all,” Theresa interjected. “Please feel free to carry on as if I am not here.”
“We most certainly will not. We will be gentlemen,” Aaron insisted, fixing his friend with a glare.
“We’re meeting up tonight,” Hiverville told him. “At Olympus. You’re welcome to join us, unless you will be preoccupied.”
“Can I come too?” Theresa asked excitedly.
She had never been included in such casual plans before. She had no idea what Olympus was or where it was, but she desperately wanted to go.
Hiverville gave her an apologetic smile. “No women allowed, Duchess,” he said.
“Oh. Yes, of course. It was silly of me to even ask. I was just… curious, I suppose.”
“There will be plenty of time for you to get to know Morgan,” Aaron assured, taking her hand in his own. He turned his attention back to his friend. “I shall be there tonight. But for now, my wife and I must return to the manor.”
They rose from the blanket and packed up the basket before handing it to the driver to store in the carriage.
Theresa was grateful just to have his arm to lean on, someone to rely on in the new situation she found herself in. She had so much to learn, and she was grateful to have a generous teacher.
There were many things she hoped he would teach her—the things he would have done to her if his friend had not interrupted them.
A blush crept up her cheeks at the thought.
“Why does the lady blush?” Aaron asked.
“Just thinking about how fortunate I am,” she lied. “About all the things you will have to teach me.”
“Hmm. I think that can be arranged,” he said with a smirk.
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