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“Agree? Of course not But what choice do I have?” The irl seee in a few wash she’s liable to flee to Gretna”
A profound sense of relief filled Matthew’s chest Miss Srasp But oddly that was not the prih his veins He wanted the golden-haired beauty in his bed He wanted her curvaceous fore since he’d lusted after a woman
Once he’d satisfied his sinful cravings, he would need to handle the situation delicately They could be friends, occasional lovers, but never more than that
Chapter 4
After a glorious week of sunshine, their wedding day suffered a torrential downpour with puddles deeper than a copper bath tub A loud crack of thunder echoed beyond the roof of St George’s A sudden gust rattled the doors The wind found a way through the gaps and crevices and rushed down the aisle to whistle its objection Two gentleainst the doors as though fighting to keep the Devil out
Despite the formidable store from the Book of Common Prayer
Priscilla’s hands shook Perhaps it was an omen Perhaps their lives were to be as bleak as the weather She struggled to hold Mr Chandler’s assured gaze Needing to rouse an ounce of faith in the future, she glanced beyond the altar at the painting of the ‘Last Supper’
The biblical scene brought little comfort
“You’re allowed to s her hands “This is a love match after all”
“Proh it had nothing to do with the draughty stone building “Pro a mistake”
“I promise”
The pledge was oddly reassuring, totally believable The fir his handsoave her the confidence to continue With her h theto the rest of the service Once the declaration was made — the pronouncement that they were joined in the eyes of God — her fears faded
Still, she felt lightheaded, dizzy, detached from reality Had she not been able to hold Mr Chandler’s ar the door, she would have crumpled into a heap
“Come,” Mr Chandler said as they hovered under the shelter of the portico “A little tie will lift your spirits We’ll circle the park to give our guests time to reach the house before we arrive” He cupped her elbow, and they raced down the steps After fue door, he assisted her inside
“The rain is coht think the Lord wants to wash away our sins” Priscilla shook a few droplets of water froers and dabbed her cheeks