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The question forced hientleman who shies away from any expression of sentiment” Tristan refused to deny what he knew to be true

Chandler shrugged “I make the odd exception You should know I am a man who rallies for the downtrodden I’entleht that will irrevocably alter the course of his life You and Isabella belong together You always have”

“I was lucky to have you to confide in all those years ago,” Tristan said During the years spent at Harrow and Cae, Chandler had been his constant companion

A gentleave ain Matthew Chandler’s ear TheChandler’s reply before scurrying off into the crowd

Tristan stepped forward as Isabella eed to stand before him He wanted desperately to take her hands in his and pull her close “You look divine,” he said, aware that his breath caht we said it would be wise to reht up the room like a brilliant beacon” He dabbed the corner of hiswill soon be cause for concern”

Her broad smile caused another jolt of awareness “It seeer a reason for own for years,” she patted the material at her stomach, “and am somewhat shocked to find I can fit into it”

Chandler cleared his throat “Excuse ame is to start shortly”

Tristan patted his friend on the arood fortune”

“Lady Fernall,” Chandler said offering a graceful bow “After the bout ofonce again”

Isabella brushed her hand down the front of her satin gown “It is a time to rejoice, is it not, Mr Chandler?”

“Indeed it is”

As Chandler ers discreetly “I cannot begin to tell you how much I want you” His rich tone conveyed the depth of his desire

A faint blush touched her cheeks “I thought ere not supposed to draw any undue attention to ourselves”

He glanced at her vivid gown and set about the Fernalls, his ht to keep them apart To cover her body, to bury himself inside the only woht in his mind

“Then let us return to Brook Street, lock the door and say to hell with the world” It ishful thinking on his part, but the sudden hitch in her breath told him it hat she wanted too