leg, and more. His heart gave a lurch. He did not think of turning away, but what he saw made him quite glad he had chased the other men off.
He waited for her at the bottom of the drainpipe and insisted on catching her, as well. The little gasp she made on landing in his arms sent a quiver through him.
For a second, Charles kept her tightly nestled in his arms, relishing the feel of her. Then, ignoring the men's stares, he kissed her.
Louisa burrowed closer to him, sending his pulse on a tear, until he realized she was shivering from the cold. He bustled her round the corner and into his carriage.
“To Gretna Green, Timothy!'
“Aye, your lordship! On the quick?'
“No, there's no need to hurry. We'll break our journey on the way.'
“Yessir!'
Once inside, Louisa huddled very close to him, until he put his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap.
“Ooh!'
“Do you object?''
“No… not at all.” Her breathless response sent a thrill coursing through him. “I'll keep you warm,” he promised.
“Yes… I believe you will. Charles… are you absolutely certain you wish to marry me?'
He whispered in her ear, “Do you need convincing?'
She giggled. “Not really, but are you sure it's wise? What of your reputation when it's known you've eloped?'
“I've eloped with a beautiful heiress. It will probably be considered the wisest thing I've ever done.'
He could feel her smile as her lips moved against his cheek, sending wave after wave of heat to his loins.
“There is one thing, though…'
“What's that?'
He held her away for a moment. “Do you promise, when we get there, that you won't change your mind?'
Louisa threw herself back into his arms and hugged him tightly. “Only if you promise to make love to me the whole way!'
Charles enfolded her snugly and felt his heart fill, close to bursting.
“I give you my word as a gentleman…'
Patricia Wynn Ricks
