He’d awakened after a fitful rest, then went to the office and began making inquiries into Sinclair. And now, here he was, handing her into his phaeton while a Caversham groom held the horses. Once she was situated, Michael went around to climb up next to her. Taking up the reins and whip, he smoothly guided his matched liver-chestnut pair into the traffic. He glanced over to Elise who was eyeing his team, and asked, “Where to?”
“I don’t know, this is your shopping expedition.”
“What I meant was, did you have any ideas?”
“Michael, I haven’t seen your mother in years and I certainly do not remember her well enough to predict what type of presents she may or may not like.”
“You’re a lady.”
“Thank you for stating the obvious.”
“You’re welcome.” He sighed, not wanting to argue with her t
