Forever Betrothed, Never the Bride
“I solemnly reassured him that even though he is not the most intelligent gentleman, he is certainly the most pompous.
Ever Yours, Emmaline Drake was bored.
And frustrated.
And annoyed.
With himself, and the woman prattling on and on at his arm. If he’d been paying an iota of attention to whatever she was saying, he was certain there were a number of sexual innuendos buried within her words.
His eyes caught Sin’s form cutting a path through the crowd, and sighed.
He owed Sin.
Sin stopped before them, and bowed to the widow. “Lady Smythe, stunning as always!”
Her ice blue eyes, flashed with annoyance. “My lord.”
Sin smiled, clearly immune to her displeasure. “Lord Thurmond has been looking for you. I did him the courtesy of letting him know where you were. Ahh, here he comes, now,”
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