What the heart cannot see…
Colin Gerrard has everything. He is a handsome, charming, and unattached gentleman in possession of a fortune. But what nobody knows, and would never suspect, is that he is not nearly as carefree as he seems, nor is his heart free for anyone’s taking. It was already taken long ago, and when his lost love unexpectedly reappears, in London of all places, he’s very much afraid that she still has it.
…the heart already knows.
Lady Susannah Hawkins-Dean had no intention of ever seeing Colin again after their terrible departure sixteen years ago. She never wanted to see anyone that knew her in the past. There were too many secrets, too much shame, and he, of all people, could not know them. But when Colin refuses to leave her in the past, Susannah finds that she is just as in love with him as she ever was, and it could ruin them both.
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“Don’t you just love London in autumn?”
He smiled down at her. “Not particularly.”
She pulled back and looked up at him, laughing. “What? Why not?”
He shrugged and made a face. “I hate London.”
Her step slowed and her brow puckered adorably. “You love London. You live here. You’ve always lived here, you said so yourself.”
He hadn’t meant intended to reveal this yet, or perhaps ever, but now it was upon him, he’d see it through. He held her gaze steady. “We always said we’d meet again in London.”
She stopped completely, her eyebrows nearly to her hairline. “Wait…” she said slowly. “You… you’re not saying…”
He smiled softly and turned to face her completely. “I love autumn. In the country. I have not really seen an autumn in the country in almost fifteen years. I have spent those fifteen years in London, or travelling from place to place, but mostly, I was in London. Waiting. Hoping. Wishing that we would truly meet again in London.”
“But…” she stammered, shaking a bit, “but you couldn’t know…”
He shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t care. I loved you.” He stepped forward and cupped her face in his hands, despite their being in public. “I love you. And right now, you are in London in the autumn. I love you in London in the autumn. But I would love winter, spring, or summer in London so long as you were there.”