Flick entered the vestibule and blinked at the chaotic scene that greeted her. “Whatever’s going on?” “His lordship and her ladyship have just now arrived home, m’lady.” “The marquess is home?” “Yes, m’lady. Not half an hour since.” Flick panicked. She’d been driven back to Grosvenor Street in a daze of self-fulfilment and unmitigated joy. At last Darius had expressed his feels and made ardent love to her. Well, not completely, but he’d gone a lot further than she’d thought she would be able to persuade him to. For once Darius had allowed himself to be swept away by his feelings and taken a risk. Flick hugged herself. He was so passionate, confirming her long-held suspicion that beneath his dependable exterior lurked a man who felt deeply. She must look a total mess. Her clothing was on straight—more or less—Darius had proved to be a proficient lady’s maid.
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