“In town when I was shopping with Ada the other day. I’m so glad she and Max could come. You two seem to be getting along well.”

“We’re concocting a scheme to teach you and Ada how to ride.” He held up his hand. “Don’t try to dissuade us. Just let us plan, and you can disappoint us later.”

Evie giggled as she snuggled up against him. “Ada and I talked about Lucien earlier. I confess I’m worried about the club—and him. There’s something I haven’t told anyone—because he swore me to secrecy, and I am the only person who knows this.” She turned her body to look up at him. “Will you keep this secret?”

“Your secrets are my secrets, even if they are Lucien’s too. I am honored that you would share it with me—and glad, since I hope we will share everything now that we are married.”

“Lucien isn’t the sole owner of the Phoenix Club. I told you about the two anonymous members of the membership committee, that they wanted Lucien to expel me in order for the club to maintain its integrity.” She’d explained that at one point on the ride to Oxfordshire when her father was napping. “They are part owners of the club. I didn’t learn that until just before we left London. Since I am not leaving the club as they demanded, I need to know if they’re going to force him out or not. I couldn’t bear it if he lost the club. I won’t let that happen. I’ll leave, and nothing you or he or anyone says will stop me.”

Gregory nodded grimly. “I understand. And I’ll support whatever you decide is necessary. I’ll also do what I can to help you get to the bottom of things.”

“Thank you, because I don’t know if I want to talk to Lucien about it or not. I know who one of the anonymous members is.”

“Do you?” He chuckled. “You’re too clever. Let me know how I can help.”

“I will—you will be my partner in this.”

He swiftly rolled her to her back, provoking a gasp as he settled his weight over her. “I would like to be your partner in everything.” He kissed her neck, the hollow of her throat, the rise of her breast over the edge of her night rail.

“Partner, husband, lover, friend. You are everything.” She cupped his face, drawing his gaze to hers. “I love you so, my darling.”

“And my heart beats only for you, my love.” He turned his head and kissed her palm.

Then he showed her the very best way to partner.

Epilogue

March, London