Trifling Favors (Redcakes Book 7)
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So she had underestimated him. Maybe he hadn’t given up on the business, just on her. “You think that is what they need?”
He turned. “Is it a comfort that you know why your mother killed?”
“I suppose.” She nodded.
He set down his shirts. “I think it is human nature to need to understand why violent death occurs.”
“Because, deep down, we are afraid we can kill, too,” she reflected. “I wonder if I could ever become so angry that I would kill.”
He ran his tongue along his lower lip. “If you were ever to kill someone, it would have been the blackmailer who ruined your youthful hopes with Lord Fitzwalter.”
How could she let the man who knew her best let her go? “It is nice that you know me so well. Sometimes I think you are the only person who has cared to know my true self. Lord Fitzwalter never gave me the opportunity to explain what happened with Simon Hellman; he was simply done with me. It broke my heart.”
“Those experiences may have left you too scarred to love again, but I love you, Betsy.”
She glanced down, abashed. Her fingers loosened from their tight grip around each other.
He took a step toward her. She could see his feet moving. “I wish you would go to Bristol with me. Start fresh. Get to know my family, plan a future with me.”
“I like it here,” she whispered, lifting her gaze to his. “I’d rather stay in London to start over.”
He stared at her, clearly puzzled. “I’ll stay if it means you’ll stay with me. But I imagine this isn’t about me.”
She sniffed. “Greggory, I have never felt my life was so out of control. I’m not used to this.”
“Your life is too big for you now. You need me, too.” He held out his hands.
“Is that the problem?” she asked through her tears.
He kicked over his valise. It landed on the floor, spilling out shirts. “I’ll stay, but only if you love me. Do you think you can?”
“I can’t help loving you, you sweet man. You are my dearest friend.” She rushed forward, half-blinded, trusting he would catch her up in his arms.
But he didn’t. He stopped in front of her and lifted his thumbs to wipe the tears from her cheeks. “Love is so hard to come by, Betsy. Don’t let it go to waste. We need each other. Nothing makes sense without you. I couldn’t even bring myself to open the tea shop without you there.”
“I can’t bring myself to stay in this house without you here,” she admitted.
“Then let us stop this foolishness,” he said, wrapping his arms around her at last. “Say you’ll be my wife and partner in everything.”
Reveling in the warmth of his embrace, she nodded and laughed. “Life simply doesn’t make sense otherwise.”
He cupped her jaw in his hand, and she lifted her chin so her mouth could meet his in a tender kiss.
When she finally pulled away, she said, “I want a new ring. A nice heavy gold circlet.”
He grinned. “Patience, sweetheart. The banns have to be called twice more.”
“That gives us the time to open the tea shop again,” she said, light filling her brain. Thoughts came flooding in. “I’ll write the notices to the newspaper myself. We’ll announce our engagement and overshadow any unhappiness.”
“A wedding cake in the display window,” Greggory said, catching her mood change. “I’ll get a special license. We can be married tomorrow. That will explain why I closed the shop. Be my partner, Betsy. My partner in everything.”
She nodded eagerly. “Yes, but with one difference. Leave Redcake’s closed the rest of the week,” Betsy said. “We should go to Bristol.”
“Let’s stay in a hotel,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “And leave the twins with my family.”
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek to his chest. Her home now, a place in Greggory’s arms. No one could take it from her. “A little peace before we have to worry about another addition to the Redcake family. Betsy Redcake. Oh, I never thought that would be my name.”
He squeezed her gently and laughed. “You belong to us, sweetheart. You are part of the family now. You are more a true Redcake than any of us.”
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