“Richard—do you think me arrogant?” Richard smirked wryly. “You march in here at an unholy hour and proceed to insult me? No,… — Nicole Clarkston Arrogant 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,… — Nicole Clarkston Dark eyes 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,… — Nicole Clarkston Gaze 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… — Nicole Clarkston Two daughters 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… — Nicole Clarkston Elizabeth Whispered Copy Share Image
