With Aunt Renee happily distracted by her beautiful flowers, Rowan finally turned his full attention to the woman he truly came to see.
He looked directly at Delaney, who was standing quietly beside the sofa.
Delaney was looking at him with a lovely expression. She thought his gesture toward her aunt was the sweetest, most wonderful thing she had ever witnessed. It showed the true kindness of his heart.
Rowan looked into her hazel eyes. His familiar, eyes were completely warm, entirely devoted, and shining with deep affection. He looked at her soft, peach-colored walking dress, completely approving of her perfect appearance.
He shifted the polished wooden box carefully into the crook of his left arm.
He took a single step closer to her. He raised his right arm and stretched out his hand toward her, keeping his palm open and entirely inviting.
"Would you like a stroll, Lady Kingsley?"
