Reckless (The House of Rohan 2) - Page 84

Adrian sat in the pew, Charlotte tucked close beside him. II was three weeks later and they were here again, watching Lina marry her vicar, and a glow of contentment, that unlikely condition that now seemed permanent, washed over him. Charlotte was healing well, even though she did have a distressing tendency to cast up her accounts at inopportune moments, but he didn't care. They'd been able to enjoy wickedly vigorous sex despite her injury and pregnancy, and he had to admit that it would take two hundred years for them to tire of each other. She leaned her head against his shoulder, and he put his arm around her, drawing her even closer.

"Do you think they'll be as happy as we are?" she whispered.

"No one will be as happy as we are, not even my parents," he said gravely, glancing over at his mother's cheerful, tear-streaked face. His mother always cried at weddings—she'd been practically sobbing at theirs.

"Still. . . Lina looks really happy, doesn't she? For the last three weeks she's been in a panic and then suddenly this morning she's positively glowing. I'm not sure why. I thought I was going to have to drag her to the altar.

He let his fingers trail along the side of her neck surreptitiously, delighting in the softness of her skin. "Oh, I can explain that. I saw her leaving Pagett's room very early this morning, a ridiculously happy smile on her face. I think she must have convinced him to anticipate the marriage vows by a day. The vicar must not be as strong-minded as he thought he was," he said with a soft laugh, leaning over to placing his lips against her temple.

"Who would be when faced with Lina's charms?”

"Not even tempted, my precious," he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. Why his darling wife needed reassurance was beyond him, but he was happy to give it. She was exquisite, even in the most wretched of circumstances, and he loved her.

There was an ominous throat-clearing. His father was giving him a disapproving look for whispering in church. Adrian simply smiled at him, undaunted, and his mother reached out and caught her husband's hand, drawing his attention away. For the first time he really began to understand what lay between his parents.

Author: Anne Stuart

But for once in his life his formidable father was wrong.

He and Charlotte were going to be just as happy, just as besotted with each other, for the rest of their lives.

And, in fact, they were.

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