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Claimed By Shadow (Cassandra Palmer #2) Rules of Contact (Play by Play #12)

The hardcore part was undoubtedly true. She’d seen the three guys with each other. There were bonds there that seemed stronger than any relationship she’d ever had, a fact that played into her deepest, most secret insecurity—that she might be unlovable.

She could not be spoiled. Or the sort who liked to draw attention to herself.She could not be stupid. He had good reason to marry quickly, but whomever he chose, he was going to have to live with the lady for the rest of his life.

Ashes of Midnight (Midnight Breed #6)

It would be nice if she was pretty, but it was not imperative.She ought not be from Yorkshire. All things considered, it would be much easier if she was a stranger to the neighborhood.She probably could not be rich. He needed someone for whom he might be considered an advantageous match. His wife would never need him as much as he needed her, but it would be easier—at least at the beginning—if she did not realize this.

Hector (5th Street #3)

And above all, she must understand what it meant to value one’s family. That was the only way this was going to work. She had to understand why he was doing this.Iris Smythe-Smith fit his needs in every way. From the moment he saw her at her cello, desperately wishing that people were not looking at her, she had intrigued him. She’d been out in society for several years, but if she’d received any marriage proposals, he had not heard of them. Richard might not be rich, but he was respectable, and there was no reason for her family to disapprove of him, especially when no other suitors were forthcoming.

And he liked her. Did he wish to throw her over his shoulder, spirit her away, and ravish her? No, but nor did he think it would be unenjoyable when the time came.

So it’s not going to drip all night, forcing me to kill it? she asked.No. No, of course not. She took a sip, aware that he was studying her intently. It was very warm out there, she said, feeling the need to explain herself, however falsely. Don’t you think?

She took another sip, glad to have something in her hands upon which to focus her attention. You don’t need to remain here and watch over me, she told him.She had been trying not to look at him, but the pleasant simplicity of his words caught her attention.

A Long Line of Dead Men (Matthew Scudder #12)

He gave her a mischievous half smile. It’s quite agreeable here at the edge of the ballroom. So many people to watch.She turned quickly back to her lemonade. It was a sly sort of compliment, but a compliment, indeed. No one would have understood it but they two, and for that reason it was all the more wonderful.

I shall not be sitting here long, I’m afraid, she said.His eyes seemed to sparkle. Such a statement can only demand explanation.

Now that you have danced with me, she told him, others will feel the need to follow suit.He chuckled at that. Really, Miss Smythe-Smith, do you find we men so lacking in originality?

She shrugged, still keeping her gaze fixed ahead. As I told you, Sir Richard, I am very fond of observation. I cannot say why men do as they do, but I can certainly tell you what they do.Follow one another like sheep?

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