bark at each other from now until the end of time and youâll never know what I can do!â She pressed her lips together, and Rowan wished she hadnât. The simple gesture was a distraction that drew his attention to her full pink lips just when he needed his wits most. Thankfully, she didnât notice and continued speaking. âIf you mean to be right in this argument, Dr. West, then you will have to prove me wrong.â
And there it was. The answer to his problems.
Sheâll quit after a fortnight of training and limp from the house with her baggageâand then she can find another use for her fortunes and a better dream to pursue. Instead of coddling her and begging her to see reason, Iâll treat her like I would a man, and it will be Miss Gayle Renshaw who will realize that there are some lines not worth crossing.
âI cannot believe Iâm saying this, Miss Renshaw, but it seems I am going to have to prove that you are wrong and accept this insane proposal of yours.â
For a single second, her mouth fell open in shocked surprise before she caught herself and gave him a wary look of suspicion. âYouâre accepting me? Just like that?â
âWhat do you mean just like that ? Youâve almost browbeaten me into another headache, woman. Itâs either bend to your arguments and take you on as an apprentice, or toss you out kicking and screaming onto my doorstep, and truthfully, I cannot have insane women throwing fits on my steps. It is very bad for business and almost impossible to explain to my neighbors.â
Suspicion flowed into warm gratitude that melted the ice in her violet eyes, and when she smiled, Rowan had to remind himself to breathe. His new apprenticeâs charms were undeniable, but only a fool would forget that desire in this instance was tantamount to suicide.
âThank you, Dr. West! You wonât regret this decision! I wonât disappoint yââ
âWait! Since weâve established that I do in fact care about my reputation, we proceed only so long as you are discreet about the arrangement. No grand announcements of your training and no formal titles given until I give the word.â
âAnd what should I tell people when asked why I reside in your home or why I am here?â
âYou can tell them that you are assisting me or learning to be a nurse.â
She hesitated and he could almost hear the wheels in her beautiful head grinding out the details of his request and digesting its meaning. âIs that what you will tell people?â
âProbably. Beyond a very few close friends and my household staff, the fewer people aware of our true arrangement the better for you. After all, word will spread like wildfire if youâre foolish enough to fan about the existence of a woman attempting to become a doctorâa fire hot enough to draw the attention of your aunt in Standish Crossing, and then where will you be?â
She bit her lower lip and crossed her arms defensively, but he could see that heâd scored a few points of logic. While he might not want Mrs. Jane Hamilton on his doorstep, neither did she, and for the first time, he felt a certain kinship with Miss Gayle Renshaw.
At last, she nodded. âI will be the soul of discretion, Dr. West.â
âThen Iâll have my solicitor draw up the usual documentation for your signature this afternoon. Youâll occupy the room I have set aside for my assistant, and I will require all the work and study of you that I would have from any man in your position, if not more.â Rowan paused, and then went on to the practicalities. âAs for the masterâs fee, keep it. I donât need your money, Miss Renshaw, and I think Iâll sleep better at night knowing that you have something to fall back on, in caseââ
âI. Wonât. Fail.â She bit off each word, her hands clenched at her sides. âAnd every decent