Chapter Twenty-Nine
“Oh my goodness, Warwick, truly?” Margaret jumped up from her chair and ran to him. Still holding the book in her hands, she pressed them to her chest, her eyes wide with excitement. “You’re going to propose to Tina?”
“I said I was considering—”
“But that’s wonderful!” She dropped down on the sofa next to him. “I love Tina! And I just knew you would too! I have to be honest, I didn’t think you’d actually fall in love with her—at least not this fast—but I’m not at all surprised you have. She’s wonderful, isn’t she? So intelligent! And talented! And beautiful! And funny! And—”
Warwick was laughing when he interrupted his sister. “Yes, yes, she is all of those things. She is also a modiste and the illegitimate daughter of a member of the ton.”
Margaret’s eyes turned a
