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“What the blazes?” Tristan whispered “We are trying to salvage so of the lady’s reputation, not ruin it completely”

Miss Saze travelled over the breadth of Chandler’s chest “Is … is that an offer, sir?”

Chandler nodded “It is”

“I can’t let you do that,” Tristan objected

Chandler shrugged “It is not your decision to make”

“I am told the fountain is somewhere here” The chatter from behind the trimmed topiary sounded much clearer now

Tristan’s heart thuainst his ribs “You ling to keep his voice low

Miss S her head “Are you able to provide for me, sir?”

“Have no fear,” Chandler replied with an arrogant smirk “I shall ensure all your needs are met”

A blush touched Miss Smythe’s cheeks, and she inclined her head “Then I accept”

Good Lord!

Had there been time, he would have protested Not because he believed Mattheouldhusband — on the contrary, his friend had many honourable qualities — but because they were so unsuited

“You need to leave, Tristan You need to leave now” Chandler gestured to the archway “Call on me tomorrow”

Tristan nodded, though his ht’s events He hovered at the arched exit, turned to see Chandler take Miss Smythe in his arms

“Nohen people are gossiping about our tryst,” Chandler said, staring into the lady’s eyes, “what is it you want the? Do you wish to be portrayed as a naive woue?”