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for Jordan to show an
interest. Innocent young misses were not usually his brother’s
choice of female companionship, but regardless, from ballrooms to
bordellos, women fell in love with him. Matt’s stomach clenched.
Miss Cooper would not be falling in love with Jordan if he could
help it.
    “It really isn’t necessary.” She didn’t meet
his eyes, yet she had with Jordan.
    When did she become shy around him? Unless
she preferred Jordan over him, not that Matthew could blame her,
but he wasn’t giving her over to a wolf. “I insist. Let me bring
the carriage around.”
    “That isn’t necessary.” Jordan stepped
forward. “Mine is out front. We can both escort Miss Cooper to her
residence.”
    A blush formed on her cheeks and it irritated
Matthew to no end that his brother managed to cause this reaction
in her. Matthew used to think the reaction from women was because
of his brother’s reputation, but Miss Grace knew nothing about
Jordan. Once she learned the truth, she would be blushing from the
embarrassing knowledge and not flattery.

    Grace settled into the plush seat on the
carriage. She had never ridden in anything so fine. The brothers
sat across from her. She looked between them. They were very much
alike. However, Mr. Trent had a bump on his nose, as if it had been
broken and a small scar on his chin. He also had deeper lines at
the corners of his mouth, as if he laughed often, and his eyes were
a darker blue. Vicar Trent did not possess such lines as he was
serious most of the time.
    “It is kind of you, both of you, to escort me
home.” She grew uncomfortable under the warmth of his gaze. Not Mr.
Trent’s but Vicar Trent. Though the man had not been exactly
solicitous toward her in the past, he had been kind when she
arrived on his doorstep uninvited. But what was she to do? Lord
Crew was away for at least a week and she knew of no one else who
could testify to her father’s intelligence.
    “It is no problem.” Vicar Trent offered an
encouraging smile.
    “My pleasure.” Mr. Trent grinned.
    She had never met anyone like Mr. Trent
before. He practically oozed seduction. At least that is what she
thought it was for he made her very uncomfortable. Yet, there was
no attraction and she wondered if something was wrong with her. The
man was loaded with charm and he must send any number of women
swooning each day. She much preferred a gentleman like Vicar Trent,
who was intelligent, focused and took time to know people, such as
her father. And even though the brothers looked very much alike,
Vicar Trent was by far the most handsome. His blue eyes were warmer
whereas Mr. Trent’s were a bit sad. He may grin often, but the
emotion was not in his eyes.
    Why was she having these thoughts? She never
considered any gentleman in the manner she was thinking of these
two. The heat returned to her face and she turned her head to look
out the window and prayed they didn’t notice. The sun would set
soon and she would need to put dinner out. Mrs. Thomas had fixed a
grand meal today.
    Her stomach rumbled at the thought of the
venison waiting. “As you have offered me this escort, I insist you
stay for dinner.”
    “No, I couldn’t intrude,” Vicar Trent
insisted.
    “We would love to,” Mr. Trent countered.
    Vicar Trent shot his brother an irritated
look. Perhaps Vicar Trent did not wish to dine with her. She should
not be surprised. The man barely tolerated her. She quashed the
uncharitable thought. He may not think much of her, but he did like
her father, and he pulled himself away from his visit to help her.
She would see that he received a good meal for his efforts.
    The silence in the carriage was overpowering
and she needed to speak or she would go back to worrying about her
father and uncle.
    “Are you the only siblings or are there
others?”
    “We have an older brother and a younger
brother,” Vicar Trent answered.
    “I am the second born. The spare.” Mr. Trent
laughed.
    Vicar Trent rolled his