one hand crept up to rest on his cravat. âWhen I had no word from you, I thought perhaps ⦠you had foundâanother love.â
âWhat rubbish! You are the only lady I ever have, or ever will love. I thought you knew that!â
Burying her face against his chest she said a muffled, âThen you always meant toâto come back to me?â
âBe assured of it! These six years I have counted the moments âtil I can call you Mrs. Gideon Rossiter.â It was going to be all right, after all! Blissfully enveloped in a glow of happiness, he pressed his cheek against her fragrant hair. âMy Naomi,â he murmured. âDid you but know how I have longed to hold you like this! How very much I worshipââ
And he stopped, because she was laughing.
Lifting her head she revealed a merry countenance. âOh,â she gasped. âHow very well you do it, Captain! My apologies. I should not laugh, I know. But did you think word of your liaison with your little Dutchâer, lady would not reach our ears?â
Stunned, he corrected, âBelgian. I fancy I deserved that. Butââ
âLud, dear sir, you must not fancy I mean to chastise you. Ladies only pretend to be blind to these little affaires, you know. And one cannot expect gentlemenâespecially military gentlemenâto be saints. Though,â she waved her whip under his nose reprovingly, âit was rather naughty in you to abandon the poor lady withââtis a little girl ⦠no?â
His hands clenched. He said tautly, âNo. A boy and two girls. A set of twins this year, you see.â
For a moment her eyes were very wide, but she made a fast recover, and, pouting, said rather breathlessly, âOut upon you, sirrah! You spoil Papaâs scenario. He wagered you would have a thousand excuses, and swear to me that the talk was all lies, and you loved only me.â Again, her rippling laugh rang out. She turned away, and said, âYou will think me a perfect quiz, but I told him that since you had not come nor sent any word, you must surely have been wounded.â From under the dark screen of her lashes, she watched him intently. âI even sent a friend to enquire of Sir Mark if your Commanding Officer had been in touch with him.â
Rossiter took a slow breath. His pride again! His damnable pride that had rushed him into the army in the first place, then forbidden that his father be notified of the likelihood of his death!
He said, âNo doubt the earl told you what the answer would be; that my father had heard nothing.â
âOh, yes, and he thought me such a great silly, and said I must be prepared lest you should claim you had been brought down, and use it as an excuse for having stayed with your chère âor is it chères ? amies. â
Rossiter looked at her innocent face steadily, and she trilled, âLa, la! But I have angered the gentleman once more! Did I perchance spoil some carefully planned little speech? I shall make amends.â She dimpled, and fluttered her eyelashes at him, then said with exaggerated naivete, âYou are so much changed, Captain Rossiter. Did army life not agree with you?â
Gideon flushed, and his nails dug into the palms of his hands. How contemptuous she was; how willing to believe the worst of him. His Achilles heel mastered him yet again, and all prideful hauteur he drawled, ââTis a life of many facets, maâam. But, alas, I have no palliative speeches for you.â
âPalliative,â she echoed musingly, patting her firm little chin with her riding crop. âSuch a big word, and I but a simple girl. Could it perchance mean ⦠begging forgiveness?â On the last word her lovely eyes, hard and scornful now, met his squarely.
He suggested, âPerhaps you should discover the meaning from your papa, maâam, since you rely so heavily on his wisdom.â
She nodded.
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