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“Tell me, my lord.”
Her request rang as sincere, and he choked out a sound, jutting his chin in the direction of one of the barons. The man had pressed his courtesan for the evening against the wall, and his pale buttocks squeezed with his every thrust. Next he flicked a hand toward the Viscount, who appeared to be in the process of coming down his mistress’s throat.
William could hide no longer. “I wish to do all that…but with my wife.” He collapsed forward with his head in his hands.
“Where is she?”
“At home, a few miles away! In her bed. One doorway from mine…but on the other side of the world.”
The English Rose asked gently, “What if she’s in her bed wishing you were with her? Wishing you were doingall that?”
His brow furrowed, wondering if Bea would give him another chance. He looked directly into the woman’s blue eyes for the first time. “Could she be?”
“Perhaps. I don’t know.”
He looked down at his hands in the dimness. “Couldshe be?” he asked himself.
“Go home and find out, my lord.”
Before leaving, William passed his entire coin pouch to the woman. Haughley had been right—hehadbeen most fortunate to have been matched with the English Rose tonight.
