"My lord, I suggest you use the same strategy with Massingale that you used with his granddaughter. When you go to ask for her hand in marriage, admit your attraction for her." "I have never admitted to you that I find her attractive." "You didn't have to. It was quite obvious in your voice. That was why I kept warning you of using innocents in your plan." Christian rubbed a hand over face. "I wish I'd realized how strong that attraction was. I've never felt--Reeves, it is the most amazing thing." The butler nodded. "Love sometimes surprises us." Christian cut an amazed glance at the butler. "Love?" he snapped. "I didn't say anything about love!" "No, my lord. You didn't. I believe that was my contribution." "I don't need contributions like that." "Yes, my lord," Reeves said obediently. "The duke will be angry with you for what has occurred with his granddaughter, but if you honestly admit your attraction to her, he will have to understand. I daresay he thinks as highly of Lady Elizabeth as she thinks of him." Christian sighed. "You are right. Damn it! This was not how I'd planned this." "No, my lord. You are far too intelligent to come up with such a hurly-burly plan." "Thank you," Christian allowed a smile to touch his lips, though he knew it was bitter and hard."