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house.
                  “Not to worry, it was lovely.”
                  “I do hope that we may again walk another time?”
                  “Quite certainly,” Alice answered.
                  Gage brought her hand up and lightly kissed her knuckles. “Good day, Miss.”
     

Chapter Six
     
                  Continuing his pursuit of his father, Gage had paid one of his father’s servants to find out his schedule for the day. After learning that he would be going to Hyde Park today, Gage had decided to go for a ride dragging Dermont along with him.
                  Dermont was unaware of who Jason St. Vincent really was and Gage hoped to keep it that way for a bit. Gage knew that if he explained everything to Dermont then the questions would be never ending. His best mate was under the assumption that Gage had wanted to come to see a girl he had met the other night at the ball.
                  Just thinking that made Gage’s mind wander to Alice and their walk yesterday. Scenes flashed before his eye s her eyes closed as she smelled a flower, her little half smile, them sitting next to another on the bench, her hand on his shoulder, him kissing her hand when he left.
                  Alice was a beautiful distraction and almost made him forget his plans for his father… Almost. But just as fast as he would forget, it would come rushing back with such force and remind him that she was also attached to the man that had ruined his mother’s life.
                  And wasn’t that the problem. The one girl that Gage actually wanted to spend time with wanted another.  But he couldn’t blame her. As far as husband hunting went, James St. Vincent was a prime catch. She wouldn’t want for anything, just like her parents had hoped.
                  Gage felt a burn in his chest at the thought of Alice marrying his father. Dispelling the notion, he turned his attention back to his friend.
                  “I hate to say it mate, but you look damn good out of black today,” Dermont said cheerily.
                  Gage stopped and stared at his friend. Dermont wasn’t flamboyant but he was constantly concerned about clothing and the latest fashions. Needless to say, he was always commenting on Gage’s wardrobe choices.
                  Shaking his head in mirth, Gage kept going. “I’m delighted that you approve.”
                  The two continued to chat as their horses walked side by side, leisurely strolling. Gage was waiting for a sign of St. Vincent.
                  He was about ready to give up on his mission when a carriage with a familiar crest came into view. Gage’s heart picked up and he readied himself as the carriage moved closer.
                  It was still a shock to Gage to know that he had a real father. For so long he had hated this unknown man and now he had a face in which to focus his hatred. But Gage hadn’t counted on the onslaught of emotions that he felt every time he came close to St. Vincent. Yes, hate was at the forefront, but there was a bit of admiration there too. Gage cleared his throat trying to dampen the unwanted feelings for the man.
                  “Say, isn’t that the gel you danced with the other night?” Dermont asked, bringing Gage’s attention back to the encroaching carriage.
                  Gage had been so distracted by his father that he hadn’t yet noticed the second occupant riding with him. But it only took one look to confirm Dermont’s question. Gage would know that blonde hair anywhere and he was only slightly surprised to see her with him.
                  “Quite right you are,” he answered.
                  “Sorry ‘bout that mate,” Dermont shrugged.
                  “Don’t be too quick to count me