“A most brilliant plan if I do say so myself,” she agreed.
…
“I don’t agree to this!” he shouted aghast
I crossed my arms. “This is how it will be. I will only marry you if you let me ride Champ in the final race. And you sign him over to me as soon as we are married. You have an eye for the races but not horses.”
“Bloody hell woman, have you any idea what people of the ton would say about such a thing. The few who knew it was you at the last race could be kept quiet. But just about every lord in the House will be at this race!”
“That is the deal. My grandfather, the Duke of Norfolk, said he would be more than happy to take me into his home should I find you not to my liking.” I smiled sweetly up at him.
He gritted his teeth and then suddenly out of nowhere he pulled me into his arms and kissed me full on the mouth. His lips were gone as soon as they were there and I found myself left alone in his study.
I grinned. I had won again, one day he would do as I asked without question, if only with a raised brow.
…
The race came and went with little accident. It wasn’t until after that I learned the Lord Grayson had found out who had been after me and my horse and put a stop to it, secretly. He refused to tell me anymore than that.
But as promised for letting my ride in the race, I would marry him. It looked as if we would need a little work on our relationships, but then again who didn’t!
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