f**k.
Why did he always have to screw up where Daniel was concerned?
Aubrey exhaled and looked to see how far down the crowded street he would need to go to find a hackney. Finances were tight for his family just now and he couldn’t afford to pay a regular driver to take him around London, so he walked when he could and took hired coaches on other occasions.
“Rothton.”
Aubrey turned to see Daniel coming toward him. He took a step back.
“Where’s your coach?”
“I didn’t bring one,” Aubrey admitted.
Daniel nodded. “Mine’s not far. I’ll give you a ride. Come on.”
“Are you sure you want to take another carriage ride with me?”
Daniel’s eyes widened. His cheeks pinked.
Shut up, Aubrey. Lord, why don’t you keep your mouth shut?
“I would like a ride, thank you.”
Daniel nodded stiffly and
