Page 13 of A Gift for Agatha


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“Thank you,” she replied, swiping at tears.

When had he ever seen her cry?Never,he answered himself. Hope surged in his heart.

“While I feel free of the yoke of foolishness and pride, society’s yoke of propriety still exists, so I must do something that I hope you will accept and see with possibilities.”

He felt a thin sheet of perspiration spread over him. After all of this, was she going to fire him?

“I must ask you to step down from your position.” She paused, as if searching for the right words before rushing on. “We have feelings for each other, and we must set an example in our household. So, I am hoping you will accept a residence in the summer cottage and allow us to sort this out between us,” she finished, regarding him closely.

He did not miss that she saidourhousehold. Relief and anticipation flooded him, and he allowed himself to breathe.

“I accept, on one condition,” he said. “You allow me to court you.”

A smile as wide as he had ever seen filled her face, and unchecked tears rolled down both her cheeks. “I will do that.”

No longer compelled to ask, he leaned over and kissed her, reveling in her closeness. “I will do my best not to disappoint you. I love you, Agatha.”

“You love me?” she asked, her eyes full of wonderment.

“I do.” He lifted her chin and stared into her eyes. “All I ask is that you allow me to show myself as worthy of your heart.”

“If you promise me something,” she replied.

“And that would be?” he asked.

“I wish to take a carriage ride... and continue that conversation... the one from earlier.” She smiled seductively.

“Ahh…that sounds delightful, and very doable,” he said, before taking her into his

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