“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 haven’t an arrogant bone in your body,” he growled sarcastically. “Now, can I get back to… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
