“And if he is feeling better?” a female voice asked.
“Then we shall all be delighted,” Nicholas replied.
Georgie smiled. She could so easily picture his face, warm and reassuring. He really was an excellent doctor.
An excellent man.
The front door shut, and she heard Nicholas turn the lock. They lived upstairs, their rooms accessible by a stairway in the back.
“What are you smiling about?” he asked when he appeared in the doorway.
“You.”
“Me? Good thoughts, I hope.”
“I am smiling.”
“So you are. Forgive me for not making the connection.”
Georgie crossed the small room and stood on her toes so that she could give him a kiss. “I was just thinking,” she said, “that this was where I am meant to be. And you”—she kissed him again, on the other cheek—“are who I am meant to be with.”
“I could have told you that,” he murmured. He leaned down.
And this time, he kissed her.
Praise for Julia Quinn
‘If you’ve never read romance novels, start here’ Washington Post
‘Quinn is … a romance master. [She] has created a family so likable and attractive, a community so vibrant and engaging, that we want to crawl into the pages and know them’ NPR Books
‘Like an episode of Downton Abbey mixed with a great rom-com’ iBooks Best of the Month (on Because of Miss Bridgerton)
‘Julia Quinn is truly our contemporary Jane Austen’ Jill Barnett
‘Quinn is a consummate storyteller. Her prose is spry and assured, and she excels at creating indelible characters’ Publishers Weekly ( Starred Review )
‘Simply delightful, filled with charm, humor, and wit’ Kirkus Reviews