Page 53 of Her Wicked Marquess


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Both her hands held his shoulders to take him in. “My goodness!” she exclaimed. “It’s been you all this time.”

“Mm-hm.” He agreed. “And you helped me retouch it with your expert markings.”

She breathed in deeply to recompose herself. “And you think of changing the end?”

“A little bit, yes.” His other hand reached hers on his shoulder and covered it.

“But it’s been a success as it is.” Except for today, but the play hadn’t been the issue.

“Next season we can make it better.”

“How so?”

“The duke will fall in love with Sarah and ask for her hand in marriage.”

Her brows pleated. “But then it’ll be a comedy where Sarah gives up her independence.”

“No.” He took her hand and kissed it. “She’ll just be freer with him and love.”

“The play will lose its flair.” The ending gave meaning to the play, in her opinion.

“It wouldn’t be honest when the nobleman fell in love with the commoner.” His brandy eyes burned on her.

“He didn’t! He’d never—!”

"Oh, he did trust me." He bestowed that wicked grin on her.

Something on his face gave her pause. “Drake, what is it?” Her question came with an undertone of apprehension.

“The nobleman fell in love with the best professional Drury Lane has.”

Shock washed over her, eyes wide, cheeks burning. “You’re saying—you’re saying.” She found herself unable to connect her ideas.

“That I love you, my darling wife.” Both his hands lined her cheeks.

“Drake…you can’t…”

“I can and I do.”

Her hands came to his face too. “Oh, Drake, whatever will I do with you?”

His grin widened. “First you can love me, then you can take me to bed, perhaps.”

“First, done.” She admitted.

He moved to stand up with her in his arms. “Great. Let’s get the second underway in this case.”

“You’re a terrible man, husband.”

“And…?”

“And I love you!” She said with a loving smile.

They kissed as he took her to their chambers.

EPILOGUE

One year later

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