Page 43 of The Duke of Desire
“What workhouse in London do you visit? I’d like to make a donation.”
Her head quickly turned toward him, her eyes wide. “You would?”
“Yes.”
She blinked and looked forward. “St. George’s. Thank you.”
“Your dedication and passion are admirable.”
She flashed him another quick look after he’d saidpassion. He’d been tormented since their walk yesterday. Had she felt the same?
He lowered his voice. “I enjoyed our walk yesterday. In fact, I can’t seem to stop thinking about it.”
She kept her gaze trained ahead. “It was…enlightening.”
“I can’t tell if that’s good or bad.”
“I’d say it was good.”
He saw a faint blush stain her cheeks and felt inordinately pleased. “Then we’ll have to go again sometime.”
She tossed him a quick look. “That could be nice.”
Could?
He’d take it. And he’d look forward to the next week with great anticipation.
