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“Home. Not that it is anything to do with you.”
“Oh excellent. I shall accompany you.” He gestured for his own carriage to move off, having already told the driver he wouldn’t be returning home yet.
“You certainly will not.”
“Because you have no intention of going home?”
She opened her mouth then closed it. He forced his attention away from her tempting lips. Ridiculous really given they were out in public, in full view of everyone. Did he have so little self-control that the desire to kiss her here and now felt like an itch tearing through his skin that would not abate unless he gave in?
Anton’s little sister.
Luke eased a breath through his teeth and focused on the task at hand. “Where are you going, Cassie?”
Her chin lifted. “To the docks.”
“Most certainly not.”
“I am and you cannot stop me.”
“I might be able to.” He curled a gentle hand around her arm.
She glanced around. “And cause a scene? You would never.”
He shrugged. “I can weather a scene or two.”
She released a frustrated sound. “The arrogance of men being able to do whatever it is they wish…I am heartily sick of it.”
“You are not going to the docks, Cassie.”
“I most certainly am and this older brother act is tiring indeed.”
What would she say if he told her he did not feel like her older brother one jot? Nothing most likely. He suspected she had entirely forgotten her request for a kiss. A woman like Cassie did not dwell on near kisses from mere viscounts.
“Perhaps if you were honest with me, I would not have to step into Anton’s shoes, and we could return to our amiable friendship.”
Her lips pressed together. “There is nothing amiable about this.” She removed her arm from his grip. “But I am seeking a business, that is all.”
“Why should you be seeking a business? Is this anything to do with the solicitors?”
“What solicitors?”
“Oh, I do not know.” He tweaked the cuffs of his jacket. “The solicitors you broke into perhaps?”
“I did no such thing!”
He fixed her with a look. “Do not treat me like an imbecile.” He removed his hat, shoved a hand through his hair then put it back. “If this continues, Cassie, I am going to have to send word to Anton.”
“You would not dare! His honeymoon would be ruined, and Eliza would be heartbroken.”
“Not to mention he would likely lock you in your room to never come out again,” he added with a wry smile.
Her gaze searched his. He held firm and her shoulders sagged. “You may come with me I suppose.”
“Excellent. And will you tell me exactly why it is you are searching for this business?”
“It's nothing really.”
He aided her into her carriage and seated himself opposite her. He had thought it would be better not to be next to her, feeling her leg brush his through the delicate silk of her pale pink skirt, but now he had nowhere else to look but her. Even in the shadowy confines of the vehicle, there was something innately bright about Cassie, like a guiding beacon or something ridiculous like that.
