“Aha!” Richard put a finger to his lips, then traced it in the air, fabricating a mental picture. “She must be tall, fair… blonde, I should think. Blue eyes?” Georgiana giggled. “Miss Elizabeth is not quite my height, Cousin Richard.… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“Richard—do you think me arrogant?” Richard smirked wryly. “You march in here at an unholy hour and proceed to insult me? No, Darcy you… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“Aha!” Richard put a finger to his lips, then traced it in the air, fabricating a mental picture. “She must be tall, fair… blonde,… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“You—Miss Elizabeth, you are not properly attired to be addressing a gentleman in the dark of the night!” She cocked an eyebrow, letting her… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“Mr Bennet withdrew, his fatherly duties for these two daughters, at least, ended forever. He blinked away the unshed tears, obstinately determining to seek… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth,” he whispered lovingly. “Hmm?” was the muffled reply. “I should wish to remain all day as we are, but there is something I… — Nicole Clarkston Copy Share Image
