“Do you like flowers, Lady Eleanor?" It was him speaking. Lord Blunt. Asking her opinion on something, of all things. It was unexpected. And everyone was waiting for her answer. Or so it seemed. "I do, thank you." Why did… — Megan Frampton Copy Share Image
“What adventure do you wish to go on next?" he asked, his voice low and intimate. And now she just wanted to launch herself… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“I am not certain that Lord Carson and I will suit one another." Mostly because she knew she was falling in love with his… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“I want you to be able to see clearly." He paused, and she saw his jaw tighten. "Everything." What did that mean? Perhaps more… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Eleanor's sisters all murmured their assent, making her heart swell with love. She was so lucky to have these people in her life, people… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Even from here, he could see her heightened color- not quite chaise-longue color, but a bright pink- and that she kept touching her mouth.… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“I apologize," Eleanor said in a quiet voice. "I did not mean to be impolite. Or improper." She raised her eyes to his face.… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Now that you are a respectable married woman, I expect you to have no fewer than two glasses with dinner. And maybe- if you… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“You say you want these things to happen for the family's respectability, so that the girls and I can marry well. But that's not… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“And so I would ask you if you would do me the honor of becoming my wife?" As he spoke, she saw him glance… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“If a woman had been my general. Well, I think the battles would have been shorter, for one thing.” “Why?” “It is probably not… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Don't freeze up on me, princess," he said in a low voice. Her eyes snapped to his face, and what she saw there was… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“This is- cricket?" she said, sounding skeptical. "What did you imagine it was? Unless you thought the actual insects were wandering about playing some… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Do you like flowers, Lady Eleanor?" It was him speaking. Lord Blunt. Asking her opinion on something, of all things. It was unexpected. And… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“And just as many are going to want to see you succeed,” he interrupted. “Yes, of course.” She waved her hand to brush that… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
“Her cheeks began to burn. Again. Was this going to be her permanent state? Blushing every time Mr. Salisbury did or said anything, or… — Megan Frampton Copy Share
