Chapter Twenty-Eight
Without quite realizing it, Warwick had come to a decision. He turned and walked to his desk. “I believe it is time my cousin, Lady Sonora, return to Warwick. I would like you to escort her there.”
He heard Martin gasp behind him. Good. He should know his behavior had gone beyond what was acceptable. To suggest that Tina become his mistress… Just the thought made Warwick’s blood boil. Even if his secretary did not hold any respect for Miss Rowan, he certainly did.
His feelings of the previous night roared to the forefront of his mind. He loved Tina. He could admit that to himself now.
In his mind’s eye, he saw her laughing with Margaret, guiding her, laughing with him and even exchanging a look of understanding. They connected in a way he never thought he’d connect
