Bonny wanted to become his wife

If she could but marry the duke and love him to completion, surely she could earn his love. She tossed back her head, causing her hood to fall, and smiled up into his face. "Do you think we could wed before Mama dies?"

Radcliff cupped her face in his hands.

She felt the scrutiny of his all-knowing eyes, and for the first time, she sensed a passion beneath his pensive countenance. He lowered his head, crushing his lips to hers.

Bonny felt bereft when he pulled away. She had never been kissed before, and she was surprised at the power of one kiss. And now she knew the desire for something more than a kiss. Something more intimate.

"I think a hasty wedding is an excellent idea," he said flatly. "Else I should ravage you here on the moors."