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Lydia was surprised that she had managed to sleep at all in the jostling coach after what had happened between her and Brodie. When a particularly hard bump in the road jostled her awake, she found that Brodie had wrapped her in his coat. The enticing scent of man and woods drifted up from the heavy dark-blue fabric.
She shifted beneath it, testing her injured wrist. It felt stiff but no longer painful. That was a small relief. The last thing she needed was to be hurt while traveling so far from her family. And after what had happened a few hours ago, she would need every bit of strength to deal with Brodie. She wasn’t sure if she was grateful that Mr. Lennox chose to ride on top of the coach with the servants, leaving her alone with Brodie, or if it would be worse to have him inside t
