Page 5 of Wagered in Winter


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And yet, she was curious. “What would I receive in return, Lord Ashley? It is a bargain, is it not?”

He flashed her a blinding grin she felt all the way to her toes. “You have my promise to volunteer for one day at your foundling hospital after you have opened it.”

“One day is not enough,” she decided instantly. “How about a fortnight?”

“A sennight,” he countered.

“Done,” she said.

He bowed to her once more, and the seed of misgiving began to sprout. He looked pleased, the devilish man.

“I look forward to commencing our lessons, Miss Winter.”

Good heavens.What had she done?