Laying in his arms afterward, his fingertips tracing delicate circles on her skin, she smiled as he placed a kiss on her shoulder blade. “Will you regret no longer being addressed as Lady Vale?” he asked.
“So long as I am addressed as the Right Honorable Mrs. Branson Middlethorp, I’ll never regret anything,” she replied. “Well except for one thing.”
“And what is that?”
“Must we have an extended honeymoon? Couldn’t we go back to Midford Abbey and spend a little more time with our darling new grandson?”
He cocked his head to one side. “I am open to being persuaded.”
“By fair means or foul?”
“By licentious means,” he replied. “Do your worst.”
With that challenge hanging between them, Sarah set out to do just that. They left Gretna Green the following morning for Midford Abbey.
The End
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Addicted to caffeine, chocolate and internet cats, Chasity Bowlin lives in central Kentucky with her husband and a menagerie of animals that make every day a challenge. It’s usually a worthwhile challenge. Usually.
Growing up in Tennessee, spending as much time as possible with her doting grandparents, soap operas were a part of her daily existence, followed by back to back episodes of Scooby Doo. Her path to becoming a romance novelist was set when, rather than simply have her Barbie dolls cruise around in a pink convertible, they time traveled, hosted lavish dinner parties and one even had an evil twin locked in the attic.
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