"It seems a reasonable question under the circumstances."
"Sir, I may not have had much personal experience with this sort of thing, but I am an educated woman. I am well aware of what must happen if we continue on as we are."
"What of it?"
"You would be furious with yourself and with me if I allowed you to finish what you have started."
"I would?"
"Of course you would." She tried to wriggle out from under his heavy frame. "And knowing the sort of man you are, I am well aware that if you seduce me under such circumstances, you would feel honor-bound to go through with the marriage."
"Alice—"
"I cannot allow it, sir. Indeed, I will not allow it."
"You won't?"
"We made a bargain, sir. I owe it to you to keep you from breaking it."
Hugh braced himself on his elbows. "I promise you, I am in full control of my passion."
"You may believe that to be true, sir, but 'tis obvious you are not at all in control. Just look at yourself, my lord. If you were exerting your usual degree of self-mastery, you would have stopped several minutes ago."
"Why?" he asked flatly.
"Because you would not wish to find yourself caught in a trap," she snapped, thoroughly exasperated.
"Alice," he said with ill-concealed impatience, "what if I told you that I am quite willing to go through with the marriage?"
"That's impossible."
"Give me one good reason why it's impossible," he growled.
She glared up at him. "I can think of a hundred but the most obvious is that I would make you a dreadful wife."
Hugh stilled. Then, very slowly, he sat up beside her. "What in the name of the devil makes you say that?"
"I am not at all what you require in a wife, my lord." Alice fumbled with her clothing. "We both know that."
"Do we? I disagree. I do not think we both know that." Hugh loomed over her. "In truth, I believe one of us is confused."
"I know, my lord, but try not to become overanxious about it. You will soon come to your senses."
"I am not the one who is confused, Alice."
She eyed him warily. "You're not?"
"Nay." He watched her coldly. "What makes you think that you would not make me a good wife?"
She was taken aback by the outrageous question. " 'Tis obvious, my lord."
"Not to me."
A strange sense of desperation descended on her. "I can bring you nothing. As the lord of a manor, you are in a position to wed an heiress."
He shrugged. "I do not require an heiress."
"Is this some sort of nasty game you are playing with me, sir?"
"I do not play games. I believe that you would make me a good wife and I am willing to turn our bargain into a true betrothal. Where is the problem?"
Realization hit her. She narrowed her eyes. "Have you come to this decision simply because I am convenient, sir?"
"That is only one of several reasons," he assured her.
Alice had an overwhelming urge to kick him in the shin. She restrained herself with an effort and because, given their present positions, such an action was not practical.
"What are the other reasons, pray tell?" she asked through her teeth.
He seemed to find nothing odd about her tone of voice. Instead, he took the question quite literally. "From what I have observed of you during the past three days, Alice, 'tis apparent that you have a sound understanding of loyalty, duty, and honor."
"Whatever gave you that idea?"
"The manner in which you have fought to defend your brother's future," he explained.
"I see. Anything else?"
"You are intelligent and practical by nature. I admire that in a woman. Or anyone else, for that matter."
"Pray continue, sir."
"You appear to be well versed in the arts of household management." Hugh was clearly warming to his subject. "I place a high value on professional abilities of any kind. I believe in employing only the most skilled craftsmen and the most talented stewards, for example."
"Do go on, sir." Alice could barely speak. "This is fascinating."
"You are obviously healthy and strong. That is important, of course."
"Aye." She would throttle him, Alice decided. "Is there more?"
He shrugged. "That is all, I think. Except for the obvious fact that you are free to wed, as am I. And we are already betrothed. That makes everything quite simple and straightforward."
"Efficiency and convenience."
"Aye." Hugh looked pleased at her intelligent grasp of the matter.
"My lord, I would have you know that I do not consider it any great thing to be wed simply because I can manage a household and I happen to be conveniently at hand."
Hugh frowned. "Why not?"
Because if I am to marry, I wish it to be for love, her heart whispered silently. Alice beat back the illogical response. Hugh would never comprehend it. "It seems somewhat cold-blooded."
"Cold-blooded?" Hugh looked startled. "Nonsense. 'Tis a most reasonable approach."
"Reasonable?"
"Aye. It seems to me that you and I are in the unusual position of being able to make our own decision on the matter. That decision will be based upon a practical knowledge of each other's temperaments and skills. Think of it as a continuation of our bargain, Alice."
Alice felt herself turn warm. "But I had plans to enter a convent. I had intended to devote myself to investigations of natural philosophy."
"You can study natural philosophy as my wife," Hugh said in a soft, deeply seductive tone. "You shall have both the time and the income with which to finance your investigations if you wed me."
"Hmm."
"Think of it, Alice," Hugh said as though offering her a treasure chest of gems. "Unlimited opportunities to purchase books, astrolabes, and alchemical apparatus shall be yours. You will be able to collect all the odd stones that catch your attention. You may have any number of dried insects. Pile them all the way to the ceiling of your study chamber, if you like."
"My lord, I do not know what to say. Everything is spinning about in my head. I do not believe that I have recovered from your kisses. I think you had best leave."
He hesitated for a tension-filled moment. Alice held her breath, sensing the struggle going on within him. He was a passionate man, she thought. But he was completely in control of that passion.
"If that is your wish." He rose from the pallet with predatory grace. "Think upon what I have said, Alice. You and I will suit each other well. I can offer you everything the convent can offer and more."
"My lord, I pray that you will give me ample time to contemplate this proposal." Alice fumbled with her gown as she got to her feet. She felt tousled and disheveled and more than a little disgruntled. "This is all happening much too quickly."
Hugh narrowed his eyes. He looked as if he wanted to argue. Instead, he brushed his mouth lightly across hers. In the instant of fleeting contact, Alice could feel the powerful force of the control he was exerting over himself. She shivered.
"Very well." Hugh lifted his head. "There is no need to give me your answer tonight. You may think upon it."
"Thank you, sir." She wondered if he noticed the tart sarcasm in her words.
"But do not take too long," Hugh advised. "I do not have a great deal of time to waste on such a simple matter. There is much to be done at Scarcliffe. I need a wife who is also a reliable business partner."
He was gone before Alice thought to dump the contents of the flagon of wine over his head.
She consoled herself with the realization that there would doubtless be other opportunities.
Chapter 9
Hugh had not realized how dreary the village of Scarcliffe was until he rode into it three days later with Alice at his side. This was the place where he had been born. It was where he now intended to carve out a future for himself and his descendants. It had not appeared nearly so drab to him when he had set out from it in search of the green crystal a short while ago.