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"I found I liked it here," the duke said

"You found you liked a wo his hands wide "She likes me, and who am I to disappoint the lassies? And you? What’s kept you?"

King did not answer, instead accepting the harness for a second horse fro the beast to the coach

"Secret reasons?"

King tightened the cinch

Warnick pressed on "Did you find you liked a wo could stop himself

"Well," the duke drawled, "that sounds like a lie"

King shot him a look "You question my honor?"

"I do, rather, but I’love to the ground or whatever it is you English idiots do"

There was nothing in the orld worse than an arrogant Scot

"This isn’t your coach," Warnick said

"You’re very perceptive"

"Why are you in a coach that’s not your own?"

King sighed and turned to face the duke, feet away, arainst the vehicle "When did you become a Bow Street Runner?"

Warnick raised a brow and took a long drag on his cheroot before dropping it to the ground and sto it with his massive black boot "I don’t suppose you’d have rooh clenched teeth, knowing that Warnick had no interest in passage over the border

"Och," scoffed the Scot "It’s a few hours You shan’t even require new horses to do it"

"No roo said

"Of course there is I’ve all your wheels, so you’ve nothing but space And I’ as hell, the Scot enty stone if he was a pound "You are nothing like wee"

"Nevertheless" Without warning, Warnick opened the carriage door

King should have seen it co on and went for him "Close it"

Warnick did, so quickly that it was alin with He turned a knowing s "So, you did find a woman"

"She’s not a woman"

Warnick’s brows rose "No? Because her bodice is undone, and things see looked away for a heartbeat, frustration and furyit impossible for him not to look back and plant his fist squarely in the center of the arrogant Scot’s face "That’s for looking at her bodice"

The duke put a hand to his face, blood spilling freely fro thought it rather was He reached into his pocket and extracted a handkerchief, wiping his hand He’d need to get a blanket for her To cover her while she slept He handed the square of linen to his friend "I like you better when you’re over the border"

"I like you better when I’ the white linen to his wound "I’ve never seen you so wound up Is it your father? Or the girl?"

It was both, no doubt "Neither"

Warnick made a sound that indicated he knew better "There’s a curricle here Buy it Racebefore you face your dying father"