Hayley Ann Solomon
““Perfectly, I thank you.” The answer came out cooler than she intended, for in truth Lord Warwick’s presence flustered her quite unaccountably and she would not for the world have him know it. She fixed a quizzing glass to her eye, which increased the effect of cold hauteur. A quizzing glass!
The Marquis of Warwick, heir to the dukedom of Hargreaves, had never had a quizzing glass fixed on his person in all of his life. If anyone quizzed, it was he. He did so with a practiced air guaranteed to ...depress the pretensions of any young jackanapes fool enough to be impertinent. But to be quizzed by his betrothed! From the tips of his soft slippers to the . . . Well, she had not yet reached his fine countenance yet; she seemed arrested at his breeches.
Lord Warwick, eyeing the brilliant gold peeking out from the darker coils of the headpiece, wondered if it was he, not she, who was going mad. The girl was as cold as ice toward him, yet he felt fire in his veins and the most overwhelming urge to throw her up on his horse and carry her off into the night.MoreLess
The Marquis of Warwick, heir to the dukedom of Hargreaves, had never had a quizzing glass fixed on his person in all of his life. If anyone quizzed, it was he. He did so with a practiced air guaranteed to ...depress the pretensions of any young jackanapes fool enough to be impertinent. But to be quizzed by his betrothed! From the tips of his soft slippers to the . . . Well, she had not yet reached his fine countenance yet; she seemed arrested at his breeches.
Lord Warwick, eyeing the brilliant gold peeking out from the darker coils of the headpiece, wondered if it was he, not she, who was going mad. The girl was as cold as ice toward him, yet he felt fire in his veins and the most overwhelming urge to throw her up on his horse and carry her off into the night.MoreLess
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