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I feel it too, Thaddeus. A frightening surge of longing and an ache traveled through her heart. “Only last week I was engaged to another gentleman,” she said, swallowing.

“I know,” he said gruffly, raking his fingers through his hair.

It was then she noted he wore no gloves or hat or any neckcloth. The way he stood emphasized the force of his thighs and the slimness of his hips. Thaddeus appeared even more stunningly virile than before. Something about him was different. Less charming and jovial than the rogue who had teased her mercilessly even as he remained keenly aware of their surroundings to protect her. There was also an air of isolation about him that she hated to see.

Perdie should urge him to leave but understood his feelings. Their farewell had felt abrupt…and incomplete. She wanted to stay outside with him, speak with him longer, perhaps even hold his hands, perhaps…kiss him. She sucked in a harsh breath at her provocative thoughts.

How wretched it made her feel. To want something this badly but once again deny herself for propriety’s sake. How is that freedom? “Have you kissed many ladies, Thaddeus?”

His eyes flared. “I…this is an odd question.”

Perdie smiled at his befuddled look. “No, it is not.”

There was a profound stillness in his gaze that looked at her. “I’ve had my fair share of kisses,” he said, the muscles in his jaw clenching.

What men can do…women can do.

Perdie did not think Theodosia meant kisses and flirtations, but at the moment, it amused Perdie to think it.

I dare you, Perdie!

It was as if she could hear her friends from 48 Berkeley Square in her thoughts.

“We could…take a turn about the gardens,” she offered. “My grandmother was very fond of flowers. The cottage has an extensive garden. I could give you a tour if you’re interested?”

She heard his quick intake of breath.

The thrill of being positively improper delighted Perdie, and with a smile, she turned and walked away.

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