Page 104 of The Viscount's Seduction
“In a bit,” she said.
“Now.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to kiss you and I’m not sure she’ll allow it.”
That won him a smile as he’d hoped it would. She patted the horse again, whispered something to her and stepped out of the stall.
He gathered her close.
A snort from the horse and a discreet cough from behind interrupted them. His mount was ready.
“I must go.”
“And where is it you’re going, Bakeley?”
“James.”
“You will be Bakeley until you tell me.”
He held his breath. There was no time to smooth this over, should she be upset with his mission, and he couldn’t wait for her to change her clothing should she wish to accompany him. “I’m meeting someone who’ll help carry out our plot,” he whispered.
“And which plot is that?” she asked softly.
