““I’ve never seen any place so inviting.” “You can’t find anything like this in Boston.” An airy laugh huffed from her lips. “Nay, you cannot.” She moved forward then jerked to a stop. “But is it at all proper for us to be here without a chaperone?” Nathaniel kept the smile away from his expression, though it ached for exposure. She couldn’t be more charming. “Chaperone? I believe such a formality would only be necessary if we were courting.” He leaned forward, finally allowing that grin to expand on his lips. “Are we?” Her cheeks flashed red and she looked away.””
