Page 52 of Suddenly a (The St. Clairs 5)

“We need to talk about the wedding. When will it happen?” her aunt asked.

Mia looked to Hudson. “I’d like to wed within the week,” he said. “I can obtain a special license tomorrow. Since all my family is in London for the Season, it would make more sense to marry here. Is that all right with you?” he asked her.

“Yes.”

“I’m sure we can hold the ceremony and wedding breakfast in the same place. If you don’t have a preference, I can talk with my family.” He grinned. “Actually, the moment I tell them we are to wed, the details will be swept from my hands. An army of women will plan the joyous occasion. I know they will seek your input. Yours, as well, Lady Trentham.”

Aunt Fanny looked pleased. “When might we meet them?”

“I’ll rally the troops and we can have tea tomorrow afternoon at my older brother’s residence.”

“The Duke of Everton?” Aunt Fanny asked.

“Yes. Come for tea at four. You can meet everyone then and you ladies can plan away,” Hudson said. He stood. “I should be going.”

She rose. “I’ll walk out with you.”

He bid her aunt and uncle goodnight and they went downstairs.

He paused at the door, his hands cupping her cheeks. “Don’t let any of the women run over you tomorrow. If you have a preference for something, speak up.”

“They will know far more about arranging a wedding than I ever would. I will be happy to take all of their suggestions.”

He bent and pressed kiss on her forehead. “Thank you for accepting my proposal, Mia. It will be nice to be married to my friend. I hope we’ll become best friends.” He stepped back. “Goodnight.”

She saw him out the door and then leaned against it, a huge sigh escaping.

A week from now, she would be married. Everyone said she was clever. Mia knew if she put her mind to it, she could come up with a way to make Hudson her husband in every sense of the word.

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