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A mere twenty-four hours ago such a question would have amazed her with its impertinence. As she sat there considering his question she discovered that she had already taken the measure of this man. Captain Ross Rennie was as transparent as water—a capable man with no inclination to dither or waste his time or anyone else’s. He had spent a lifetime in duty to his country so intense and harsh that it did not let go, even in a snowy village in Yorkshire. She knew it was not a casual question because he was not a casual man.

‘I’ve never really thought about it,’ she told him honestly.

He didn’t believe her. ‘Come, come, Miss Rennie, you’re a fine-appearing Scottish lass!’

‘Thank you kindly,’ she said with a smile. ’I also live with my aunt and uncle, who have no particular obligation to see me wed. They’re not the sort of people who exert themselves.’ She thought about the matter. ‘And perhaps I have not exerted myself overmuch either.’

She didn’t say that in any attempt for pity, and he seemed to know it. With a smile, he touched her hand…a light touch.