Page 65 of Made for the Marquess (Second Sons of London 4)

She wanted to protest that they shouldn’t be left alone but remembered how Aunt Phyllis had said that exceptions—up to a point—were made for an engaged couple.

After Uncle West departed, Percy didn’t say anything. Neither did Minta, waiting him out. He still continued to hold her hand and she drew strength from that small gesture. She knew the bond between them was fragile and didn’t want to sever it.

Finally, he said, “We should decide upon a wedding date.”

“Well, it will have to be at least three weeks away. That is how long it will take for the banns to be called,” she pointed out.

He frowned. “No, we cannot wait that long. There will already be talk as it is. We should wed as soon as possible. I will purchase a special license when I leave here.”

“I have never heard of that,” she admitted.

“It is a document I can obtain at Doctors’ Commons,” he explained. “It will allow us to marry anywhere and at any time within the month. It can be in a church. A home. A garden.” He searched her face. “It is up to you, Minta. It is your wedding.”

“It is yours, as well.”

Her comment flustered him a moment and he blushed. “That is correct. But from what I gather, weddings are mostly about the bride.”

She squeezed his hand. “Ours will be about us as a couple.”

“Adalyn has offered to hold it at her and Ev’s townhouse,” he said. “If you don’t have a preference, that might be a good venue for the ceremony. It would put a ducal seal of approval on things.”

Minta nodded. “I would like that. Something small. Surrounded by friends and family.” She touched her fingers to his face. “Are we doing the right thing, Percy?”

“Yes,” he said brusquely. “It is the right thing for your reputation.”

She gazed longingly into his eyes. “But is it right for you?”

He looked conflicted at her question but said, “We will make the best of things.” Releasing her hand, he stood. “I shall head to Doctors’ Commons. You need to get with your aunt and Adalyn regarding the ceremony.” He swallowed. “I am only sorry your family cannot be here to witness it.”

Minta wasn’t satisfied with his answer. What had she expected, though? Words of love?

She watched him leave Uncle West’s study, wishing she had spoken up and asked him about why he had intentionally hurt her before.

And what had changed his mind.

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