Elodie’s mouth dropped. “Are you eating bread with butter on it?”
“I am,” Melody confirmed.
“Are you not worried about soiling your gown?” Elodie asked.
Melody grinned. “I am not. I am perfectly capable of keeping my gown unsoiled.”
Bennett dropped his hand and shook his head. “I do not care who eats bread but do not bring it to the chapel.”
Elodie nodded in agreement. “I agree,” she replied. “But, out of curiosity, do you have a rule against biscuits?”
“I would prefer it if no one ate during the service,” Bennett said.
“Fine,” Elodie muttered, looking put out.
Winston’s amused voice came from behind them. “You truly have high expectations for the day, Brother.”
Bennett chuckled. “We are having a luncheon before Delphine and I depart for Scotland. I promise that there will be bread and butter there.”
Melody’s eyes lit up. “I am envious that you will be staying in Delphine’s castle. I hope to see it one day.”
“And you will,” Delphine said as she approached them. “I promise I will throw a house party once our wedding tour is over.”
Bennett moved to Delphine’s side and kissed her cheek. “Are you ready to get married?”
Delphine shrugged one shoulder. “I suppose so,” she sighed. “I had nothing else to do so I thought it was as good of a day as any.”
Elodie laughed. “Delphine is going to fit quite nicely into our family.”
“It is a good thing that I saved her from certain death… twice,” Bennett declared. “I almost can’t help but do heroic things.”
“Good gads, do you hear yourself speak?” Winston retorted before shifting his gaze to Delphine. “Do you truly wish to marry my brother?”
Delphine’s eyes lit up. “With all my heart.”
Lady Dallington entered the entry hall and announced, “It is time for us to depart for the service. Your father sent word that he will meet us at the chapel.”
Bennett offered his arm to Delphine. “May I escort you to the coach?”
“Thank you,” Delphine murmured.
As they walked out the main door, Bennett asked, “Any regrets?”
“My only regret is that I did not find you sooner,” Delphine replied.
Bennett brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. “I love you, Delphie,” he said. “And I feel the same as you.”
They came to a stop in front of the coach and Bennett assisted Delphine into the conveyance. Once she was situated, he climbed in and sat next to her.
Bennett closed the door and turned to face her. “We are alone,” he said with a mischievous grin.
“That we are,” Delphine murmured as she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his.
As Bennett wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close, the door opened and Elodie exclaimed, “They are kissing… again!”
Not feeling the least bit repentant, Bennett asked, “What is it that you want, Sister?”
“Mother told me that I had to ride in the coach with you,” Elodie shared as she sat across from them. “But it is in protest.”
