My Notorious Gentleman's

#35

Grace immediately stopped and looked at Trevor in surprise, just as he was about to raise Bitsy onto the train.

"Let me help you raise her." Trevor held Bitsy high above his head before sitting the little girl on the bench.

Bitsy laughed cheerfully at it, then Trevor shifted to the side and offered his hand to Grace.

Waving the hair off her face once more, Grace turned around and looked doubtful, then accepted Trevor's help with a timid smile.

"I'm sorry about this" he whispered as he gave a fleeting nod to Calpurnia, who was busy justifying her horse's harness.

"It's not your fault." Trevor leaned his body closer.

"I'll see you later. You don't have to feed me, but I do want to stop by and say my respects to your father."

Grace's eyes widened as she stared intently at Trevor, bringing him back inundated with memories as they kissed in the darkened room.

"Alright, then," Grace tried to answer even though her voice was barely audible.

"I'll tell him you're coming."

Trevor glanced at Grace's lips as the woman subconsciously licked her. Trying to hold back a groan, Trevor grabs Grace's elbow and helps her get on the train.

Grace placed her hands around Bitsy to prevent the boy from falling. They waved as Calpurnia gave her horse a cue to move, and the two-wheeled carriage passed through the driveway.

Trevor watched their departure, his hands folded in front of his chest. Then he walked back towards the old runah, ready to pocket his decision on the property agent.

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"I don't understand why he won't come for dinner" Callie said as they moved on.

"My mom won't be happy to hear that."

She was never happy, Grace thought, more than upset by Callpurnia's interference. Just once, can't the Windlesham family not threaten and interfere in other people's affairs.

The shadow of dinner with Lord Trevor is one of the things Grace has been looking forward to since she and her father returned to this quiet village.

Nonetheless, since Grae was a patient person, he only let out a long sigh and tried to make things right.

"Callie, you can't just tell a guy like him what to do. He is not the same as George. Such a man has his own stance."

"He was very different from George" Calpurnia said.

"Do you see the muscles? His arms and shoulders are huge."

"Windleshan Calpurnia!" Grace turned, her face red.

"I'll tell George you said that."

"Just do! Lord Trevor made George nothing. That useless boy. Come, Grace. You're a grown woman, you know that Lord Trevor is the man of women's dreams. Did you see how charming he was when he was handling Bitsy? I'm sure he'll be a good father."

"Callie, if you don't stop, I'll jump off this train, I swear."

Bitsy thinks Grace's threat is laughable.

Callie looked at Grace confused while Bitsy laughed out loud.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I just. I can't believe you did it!" snapped Grace upset.

"Pursuing men like bad women. Why don't you just throw yourself in his arms?"

"I hope so, too" muttered Callie.

"Honestly, I really thought about it."

"This is no joke! Have you never thought about your reputation?"

"If I can conquer the son of a duke, it will instead increase my reputation," Calpurnia replied as she shrugged defiantly.

"Conquer it?" exclaim Grace.

"You think you're capable?"

"I don't see any reason why I can't. I even considered making it mine," said the spoiled girl.

"so."

"You must be made of stone, Grace. Didn't you see his eyes? It was gray like a cloud when the storm came. She's so memsona."

"Oh my God," grumbled Grace, as Callie began to poeticide.

"We'd be very lucky if you didn't scare him and throw yourself into the process."