Page 180 of His Grace, the Duke
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“No, I like it too,” Burke replied.
Tom glanced at her. “Rose, what do you think?”
She smiled down at her new baby, heart overflowing with happiness. “Is that your name, my little love? Michael James Corbin, His Grace, the Duke of Norland... hopefully not for a good long while yet,” she added, resting her hand on James’ thigh.
“He’ll be Viscount Finchley until I meet my demise,” James muttered.
“Don’t even joke about that,” Tom said with a scowl.
The baby squirmed in her arms, and she sighed. “Michael James Corbin,” she repeated. “Yes, I like it.” She brushed his soft cheek again. “Welcome to the world, my little love. It is strange and wonderful and full of so many beautiful things.”
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