" Love without fear . . .” Miss Foster murmured, considering the notion. “It doesn’t sound very practical, I’m afraid. For the more one loves, the more one has to fear losing.” He looked at her, a grin tugging his mouth. “Impractical, maybe. Difficult, yes. But what a beautiful way to live.” He cocked his head to one side, allowing his gaze to roam her lovely face. “You value practicality, I take it, Miss Foster?” “Yes, I do.” She drew herself up. “Speaking of which, perhaps I ought to get back to the house and let you return to yours. I am certain you must be tired after services.” “A little weary, yes. But nothing a quick nap can’t fix.” He turned and gestured for her to lead the way "
― Julie Klassen , The Secret of Pembrooke Park