Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Brooklyn

I'm wolfing my breakfast down as fast as I can the next day, already wearing my riding boots and the tight fawn-colored jodhpurs I found not-so-mysteriously in my room this morning.

I look towards the galley of the kitchen, but Aden isn't cooking today.

Where is he? I can't wait to get to the stable to see Heathcliff again. After the drama of last night, I could really use some time to decompress.

I drink my orange juice in one big gulp and notice Hudson giving me a funny look.

"Seriously," he says, his plate still full. "You're not going to get my dad to appear any faster if you choke on your food."

I grin at him, mouth full of food still. He cocks an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing out over his lips.

"It's good to see you happy, Brooklyn," he says. Then his expression falls a little. "I'm just sorry I didn't think of it first. A horse... something to keep you company."

clearly angry with himself, so much that

still seems to want to be everything else to me that a husband and

Partner. Companion. Savior.

a hand on his and giving him another smile. "I didn't know it, either. Or, well, I've always

his face falls. "At least, anything money can buy. If you can dream

him. "You do know that I have a very active imagination. You might regret that." I stand up,

pausing a moment to look at me.

I say, embarrassed

at me again, a little indulgent, and then tosses a piece of paper onto the

to burst your bubble, sweetheart," he says, a little rueful. "But

face falls immediately

indicating

glance at it, realizing it's

feels bad about what happened the other night," he says, raising his eyebrow. "The invitation explicitly says that he and

looks up at me, his expression serious. "Looks like he's trying to make amends. Public ones." I take the invitation from him, studying it, sighing.

my shoulders slumping, looking between them.

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