Page 67 of The Guardian Duke

“You are rather bold, Penelope.”

“Yes, well, if I waited for you, I might never be asked. And, as I happen to love you too, a startling realization that occurred recently, I have decided that we will wed.”

The corner of his mouth tipped. “You love me?”

“Did I not just say that?”

“Yes, but…” He pulled back and stared at her. “Yes, I believe you do love me because if anything, you might be the most forthright and honest woman I know.”

“Yes, I do.” She grinned up at him, happiness filling her soul. “Now, kiss me, and I do not care who sees us.”

“Do you intend to order me about once we have wed?”

“Only when necessary, Your Grace.”

He chuckled.

“Are you going to kiss me or not?”

“Most thoroughly,” he said right before his lips descended to hers and soon she was clinging to him as he was to her, passion and desire filling her soul.