A Foe of Featherington

“I am sorry, but this is ridiculous. I cannot understand what you want from me,” she told him. “To compare yourself to Lord Debling is nonsense, as if I cannot care about both of you.”He frowned as she crushed herself into the arm of the sofa, their polite distance a wound. Her confusion was very like his own agonized thoughts before he realized the solution was to embrace his preoccupation. Colin would fuss over her until she was another man’s wife.“We say we are friends, and friends are people you love by definition. So why am I unworthy of that love, Pen?”