Chapter Twelve
“Yes!”
Tina suddenly found her upper arms grabbed by two strong hands.
He bent down putting his face at the same level as her own. “You are brilliant, Miss Rowan.”
For a moment, she thought he might pull her into an embrace, but instead, he simply let go of her and went striding down the hall, screaming for his horse to be brought around to the front of the house.
He paused at the top of the stairs and turned around. “Take care of Margaret. Get her dressed and ready to go. I’ll be back as quickly as possible.”
Tina sighed. She certainly had her work cut out for her now!
~April 7~Warwick pounded on the door of the Kendell House, not caring one whit whether the neighbors heard or not. It was immediately opened by a very startled looking footman—one that Warwick hadn’t
