Chapter 26
Separation would be the death of him. Since bringing Quincy back to London, Sinclair had been allowed to see her only during morning calls, for twenty minutes at a time, and never alone. The Trio made certain of that. Wait for the ball, they said.
He should live so long.
He saw Quincy every night, though. His dreams were vivid, intense, and had him sloshing the ewer of cold water over his head in the morning. Only a few days to go.
And then what? She’d already rejected his proposal twice. Nothing has changed, she’d said. So what the hell was he to do? Her stubborn nature, her tenacity, was not in his favor in this. He needed to think.
Sinclair went for long walks. Purportedly to strengthen his leg, but mostly because he couldn’t bear to be in his library without Quincy. He
