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Enduringly Yours Part Ten Her mother, engaged in washing her hands in the laver of rosewater, smiled wryly at Zipporah from across the table. It took her a moment to realize that her look was about the maid servant and Gilburn. “Are you not hungry?” Gilburn asked Zipporah. “Of course I am,” she lied, dipping
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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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Part One “At least you haven’t climbed the trellis to my window yet,” she said as if reading his mind. Peter faked a smile and avoided that altogether. She was barely talking to him. Going there with her—even with words was dangerous terrain. “Gilburn has been scenting after you,” he warned, “and I can’t allow
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Tangled Moon: …He left the room, closing the door behind him. Another frail barrier, but the best he could do considering he couldn’t be very far from her until his family had been dealt with. What he would do about the attraction between them, he wasn’t sure. Maybe… well, it wasn’t like he didn’t know
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Tangled Moon: …The night guard was inside, but he’d always been intimidated by Jonas. He took one look, and decided he had more important things to do. Jonas got her up to his rooms without any issues, taking her across the expansive living area to his bedroom. He laid her out on his bed and
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