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The Long Hot Summer (The Blackstones of Virgina #1) The Screwtape Letters

She swallowed convulsively. As gestures went, this was going to be grand. "Im not very good at being the center of attention," she said, trying to remember how to breathe in a normal rhythm.

Er, yes? Richard answered, and Gregory couldn’t really blame him for his uncertain tone. Haselby did seem to be taking this in a most uncommon manner. Calm. So calm that Gregory’s pulse seemed to feel the need to race twice as fast, if only to make up for Haselby’s shortcomings.She loves me, Gregory told him, balling his hand into a fist behind his back-not in preparation for violence, but rather because if he didn’t move some part of his body, he was liable to jump out of his skin. I’m sorry to say it, but-

The Walls of Air (Darwath #2)

No, no, not at all, Haselby said with a wave. I’m quite aware she doesn’t love me. Which is really for the best, as I’m sure we can all agree.Gregory wasn’t sure whether he was meant to answer that. Richard was flushing madly, and Hermione looked completely confused.Will you release her? Gregory asked. He did not have time to dance around the subject.

The Hunt for Dark Infinity (The 13th Reality #2)

If I weren’t willing to do that, do you really think I’d be standing here speaking with you in the same tones I use to discuss the weather?Haselby smiled. Slightly. My father will not be pleased. A state of affairs which normally brings me great joy, to be sure, but it does present a host of difficulties. We shall have to proceed with caution.

Shouldn’t Lucy be here? Hermione asked.

Richard resumed his glaring. Where is my sister?His objectives for the evening accomplished (greeting his hostess, dancing with Hyacinth, discerning her progress with the diary), he decided he might as well leave altogether. The night was still reasonably young; there was no reason he couldn’t go to his club or a gambling hell.

Or, he thought with a bit more anticipation, he hadn’t seen his mistress in some time. Well, not a mistress, exactly. Gareth hadn’t enough money to keep a woman like Maria in the style to which she was accustomed, but luckily one of her previous gentlemen had given her a neat little house in Bloomsbury, eliminating the need for Gareth to do the same. Since he wasn’t paying her bills, she felt no need to remain faithful, but that hardly signified, since he didn’t, either.And it had been a while. It seemed the only woman he’d spent any time with lately was Hyacinth, and the Lord knew he couldn’t dally there.

Eve of Destruction (Marked #2)

Gareth murmured his farewells to a few acquaintances near the ballroom door, then slipped out into the hall. It was surprisingly empty, given the number of people attending the party. He started to walk toward the front of the house, but then stopped. It was a long way to Blooms-bury, especially in a hired hack, which was what he was going to need to use, since he’d gained a ride over with his grandmother. The Bridgertons had set aside a room in the back for gentlemen to see to their needs. Gareth decided to make use of it.He turned around and retraced his steps, then bypassed the ballroom door and headed farther down the hall. A couple of laughing gentlemen stepped out as he reached the door, and Gareth nodded his greetings before entering.

It was one of those two-room chambers, with a small waiting area outside an inner sanctum to afford a bit more privacy. The door to the second room was closed, so Gareth whistled softly to himself as he waited his turn.He loved to whistle.

My bonnie lies over the ocean…He always sang the words to himself as he whistled.

My bonnie lies over the sea….Half the songs he whistled had words he couldn’t very well sing aloud, anyway.

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