True to his word, Mason had kept her safe and out of Lord Remmick’s clutches and by doing so, they’d lived a life she’d never thought possible. Mason passed Lily to her and Charlotte kissed her beautiful little girl’s pudding cheeks.“What did the letter say,” he asked, shuffling through the pages.“Lord Remmick is dead. Was killed in some alley in East London. The solicitor wasn’t very forthcoming in details but I’m sure you can imagine what happened.”Mason shook his head and came to sit beside her. “So I suppose we’ll have to make you a lady again?”Charlotte threw him a puzzled frown, wondering what he was talking about. “Excuse me?”“Now that you’re a widow, perhaps you’d prefer to be named a bride instead?”Charlotte clasped his stubbled jaw and smiled. “Are you by any chance asking me to marry you, Lord Helsing?”Mason took Lily onto his knee and turned their daughter to face Charlotte. “What do you think, Lily? Should Mama agree to marry Papa do you think?”Charlotte laughed and kissed him quickly.
