The Beast's Bluestocking (The Bluestocking War)

she said and then found herself clearing her throat. “To be a father?”
He looked away from the lake and down at her, his eyes full of love and hope. “I cannot imagine anything so terrifying and so wonderful at the same time, Phillipa. But I am so glad that you and I are together and that you shall be by my side through all of my attempts at fatherhood.”
She beamed up at him, barely able to convey her emotions. But she knew she must try. “Of course, I shall be by your side,” she declared. “Your heart is my heart, Anthony, and my heart is yours. Where else could I be but with my heart?”
And with that, he traced his fingers along her jaw, then gently tilted her head back, leaned down, and caught her mouth in a perfect kiss.

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