Page 30 of The Duplicate Duke
“Perhaps.My sister is minding the store for now,” said Mr.Barnaby with a smile at Mama.“May we discuss it later?”
Her mother nodded and squeezed his hand.
The men were escorted to their rooms, and Miles stopped Gwen when she tried to follow.“I need to talk to you.”
“Yes?”She closed her eyes at the scent of leather and bergamot.His mouth claimed hers, and she smiled against his lips.“That’s not talking.”
“No, it wasn’t.But I wouldn’t make any sense until that was out of the way,” he said as he kissed her again.“Will you be upset when we marry, and you must come with me to Wickton House and be my viscountess?”
“May I bring Harry?”
“I already anticipated that.”
Gwen gazed up at his amber eyes.“I’m afraid I don’t know much about being a viscountess.”
“You didn’t know anything about being a duke, either.Yet, I’ve never met a finer duplicate duke.”He cupped her cheek and whispered in her ear, “Being Lady Wickton will be much, much easier.”
