Deduction
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…“When your father first gave me the blessing of your hand I was ecstatic.” Zipporah and her mother hadn’t been. Fortunately, her mother had intervened, convincing her father that Gilburn should ask permission to court her first, to give Zipporah a chance to get used to him, but when Gilburn had come to Zipporah, asking—humbly
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …Molly felt her shoulders tensing for battle. It was one thing to insult her, and another entirely to insult her friends. “They are two of the nicest, most interesting people I have ever met.” All three ladies arched their brows. Mr. Hilton smiled. His gaze was trained significantly below Molly’s face
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …“Nice to see you again,” Molly said to the ladies. “Miss Howard, Miss Greyson.” She couldn’t for the life of her remember the third lady’s name. Was it Burrstone? Or Brandon? “Miss Brandon,” she tried, making certain to sound more confident than she actually was. “It’s Bedford,” she said, raven
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …“Up you go,” he said. His voice had lost that deeper tenor. The gentleness surprised her. She instinctively looked at him, forgetting her feet for the moment. She nearly lost her balance in her new shoes but his other hand caught her waist so she could climb safely up into
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …Looking up, Molly saw Liam standing by the door wearing calfskin breeches, freshly polished boots, a cravat that had been tied by someone who knew exactly what they were doing—probably not him—and a spotless navy blue greatcoat, likely new. He held a matching top hat in one hand, glaring at
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …Molly shook her head. “You made friends with me in order to introduce me to your brother?” She wasn’t upset so much as she was sad, that Becca was so desperate to secure people into their lives. “I had no idea we’d spend all of yesterday together. That was coincidental.
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“I just don’t know what to do with you.” Harriet Taylor handed her daughter, Molly, the society section of the morning paper. “Yes, I’ve already seen it.” Molly set it aside. She wiped her hands over the sprigged muslin of her gown. “I hadn’t meant to cause any trouble.” “You cannot go around making up
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Deduction Part Forty-One “Argg… Liam.” Becca picked up his greatcoat, holding it out in front of her and eyeing it like it might come alive and attack her at any moment. “We’ll never get this smell out of here.” He picked up his fiddle. “Take that down to Mrs. Anderson for me, will you?” Her
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Part Three “Bloody hell,” Liam said with no apology as he crossed over, passing the six foot mark. Molly stood stiffly. “I don’t need to be warmed. I mean, I would not want to inconvenience your brother.” “Don’t be silly,” Becca said, leaving them alone as if it was nothing. “I’ll have a talk with
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