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As she walked slowly down the hall, she could hear them arguing - nothing violent, nothing impassioned. But then, she'd not have expected that. Cavendish tempers ran cold, and they were far more likely to attack with a frozen barb than a heated cry.
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It had been a marvelous childhood. Damn near perfect. If he was not leading the life he'd anticipated, if he sometimes lay in bed and wondered what the hell he was doing robbing coaches in the dead of night - at least he knew that the road to this point had been paved with his own choices, his own flaws.
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She looked delighted by the prospect. Delighted that he might find the perfect woman. And there it was. His faith in a higher power reaffirmed. Truly, moments of this ironic perfection could not come about by accident.
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He just wanted to see it. From afar. To see what might have been, what he was glad hadn't been. But maybe should have been.
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One would think her tired mind would go utterly blank, but the opposite was true. She could not stop thinking about the highwayman. And his kiss. And his identity. And his kiss. And if she would meet him again. And that he'd kissed her. And-
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Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we?' Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies. 'No,' Michael said, not appreciating the vague hint of condescension in the other man's voice, '/we/ are not.' Colin chuckled ... 'Just testing you,' he said, leaning back in his chair. 'To see if I have spontaneously divided into two separate beings?' Michael bit off. 'No, of course not,' Colin said with a suspiciously easy gr..
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See?" Margaret smiled, looking terribly pleased with herself. "That's why you're in such a dither." His expression moved to the comical side of haughty. "Men do not dither." Her expression moved to the ridiculous side of arch. "I beg your pardon, but I am looking at a dithering male as we speak." They stared at each other across the table for several seconds, until Angus finally said, "If you raise your eyebrows any farther, I'm going to ha..
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You're insane," she breathed. Angus peeled off his sodden coat. "That particular refrain is growing tedious." "It's difficult to argue with the truth," she muttered. Then she looked up and saw what he was doing. "And don't remove your coat!" "The alternative is death by pneumonia," he said mildly. "I suggest you remove yours as well." "Only if you leave the room." "And stand naked in the hall? I don't think so."
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As much as you vex me, I would like to see you locate your sister." His lips spread into an easy grin. "Why, Miss Pennypacker, I think you might have admitted that you like me." "I said," she said pointedly, "that you vex me." "Well, of course. I do it on purpose." That earned him a glare. He leaned forward and chucked her chin. "Vexing you is the most fun I've had in ages." "It isn't fun for me," she muttered. "Of course it is," he said jo..
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So Hermione was the siren, and Lucy was the trusty friend, and all was right with the world. Or if not right, then at least quite predictable.
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You're insufferable." "Perhaps," he allowed, "but everyone loves me so well." She threw a piece of cheese at him. He caught it and popped it into his mouth, grinning wolfishly as he chewed. "You do like to throw things, don't you?" "Funny that I never felt the inclination to do so until I met you." "And here everyone told me I brought out the best in them." Margaret started to say something and then just sighed. "What now?" Angus asked, cle..
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Art,' she said. 'My second favorite subject.' She gave him a shrewd look. 'You wish for me to ask you what your favorite is.' 'Am I so obvious?' 'You are only obvious when you wish to be.' 'And alas, it still doesn't work. You have not asked me what my favorite subject is.' 'Because,' she returned, sitting down, 'I am quite certain the answer will contain something highly inappropriate.' He placed one hand on his chest, the dramatic gesture..
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Angus felt himself filled with an age-old male terror -as if somehow his body knew what his mind refused to consider- that she might be The One, that somehow, no matter how hard he fought, she'd be pestering him for all eternity. And worse, that if she ever took it upon herself to stop pestering him, he might have to track her down and chain her to his side until she started up again.
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There was a very slight lilt to it, too, attesting to a childhood spent far from Lincolnshire, and Grace felt herself sway, as if she could fall forward, lightly, softly, and land somewhere else. Far, far from here.
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It was the sort of kiss that seduced with subtlety, sent tingles through her body and left her desperate for more.
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Nothing had the power to irritate like the reflection of one's own behavior in someone else.
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There's a kind of grief that just eats one up. It weighs one down.
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How can anything in the world seem bleak when one is eating bacon?
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No, she didn't need someone perfect. She just needed someone perfect for her.
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It was not that he'd changed her; all of the seeds were already there. But with him, she grew.
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Talvez aquilo fosse a definicao do amor, afinal. Querer uma pessoa, precisar dela e a adorar ate mesmo nos momentos de furia, quando se tinha vontade de amarra-la a cama so para que ela nao saisse e causasse ainda mais problemas.
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Unmarried Lady Sorts of Things By Lady Olivia Bevelstoke, Unmarried Lady Wear pastel colors (and be quite glad if you possess the correct complexion for such hues). Smile and keep your opinions to yourself (with whatever success you are able). Do what your parents tell you to do. Accept the consequences when you don't. Find a husband who won't bother to tell you what to do.
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she'd once read a poem that said the unexpected moment was always sweeter.
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She hadn't expected the world to be handed to her upon a golden platter, but she'd always assumed that if she worked hard enough for something, treated everyone the way she would like to be treated, then she would be rewarded.
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Our world is filled with meaningless conversations. It is an honour to participate in one that is not.
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