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“I can’t wrap my mind around it,” Charlotte whispered. “I was so disdainful towards the mystic, towards Louisa. And now, I’m in the greatest mess of my life.”
Jeffrey reached forward and gripped her hand. Charlotte’s heart raced. He brought her closer to him so that she stood only inches away from him. Her heart thudded, demanding she press herself against him completely, lift her chin, kiss him.
How she ached to kiss him.
But he was a gentleman. All he did in these moments was hold her hand. She shivered with lust.
“Everything is going to be okay,” he whispered.
They were the most delicious words Charlotte had ever heard. Her eyes closed. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. I will protect you,” he said.
Charlotte stepped back and allowed her hand to fall. They blinked at one another there beneath the moonlight. From the ballroom, string instruments swelled into the night.
“I suppose we’ll generate yet another scandal if we remain out here long,” Charlotte whispered.
“As if a scandal is the worst of our problems,” Jeffrey said.
“No. But you don’t have to live with my mother. If she learns of the horrendous social acts I’m currently committing, she won’t let me hear the end of it,” Charlotte said. “Will you return with me to the ballroom? I promise I won’t accuse you of murder again.”
“If you promise,” he said. “I suppose I’ll allow it.”
