Wedding at King's Convenience / Bedding the Secret Heiress: Wedding at King's Convenience

“They’re angry on my behalf,” she told him, her voice soft, her words sharp. “Everyone in the village knows I’m pregnant and that you’ve done nothing about it.”

“I—” He took a step toward her and stopped again. “How in the hell could I have done anything about it when you didn’t bother to tell me?”

“I’ve already explained that I bloody well tried to tell you, didn’t I?”

Maura stormed out of the hall into the main room. Through the bank of windows, she saw the gray skies, the green field where lambs played and the wide, pewter stretch of the lake. She didn’t turn around to know he’d followed her into the room. She didn’t have to. She would have sensed him even if she hadn’t heard his footsteps.