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Page 114 of A Matter of Murder

“You truly want to go into business together?”

“Why, was that not the question you were expecting?”

“You’re teasing me,” she accused.

“Always,” he said, leaning in to whisper in her ear. “But not about that. Naturally, though, if we are to become conjoined in business, we might as well make everything entirely legal and... join hands in marriage?”

A thrill ran through Lizzie, not unlike the feeling she got when an enticing new case presented itself before her. But this wasn’t some short-lived mystery to be solved. This was the future. Forever. With Darcy.

“Yes,” she said, her lips finding his.

“Yes to what?” he asked in between kisses that warmed her to her toes.

“To all of it,” she responded when she was able to draw a breath. “Yes, a thousand times yes, to everything with you.”