I don't know whether Bancroft has mentioned it or not, but I have made him what I consider to be a rather generous offer for Forton Hall.'
'Bravo!' Stephen applauded ... 'Our traveler may begin traveling.' ...
'A toast then,' [Quin] said ... 'to interesting possibilities.'
'To interesting possibilities,' Felicity repeated in unison with the others
Tags: toasts
I don't know why I'm still here. All right? And I'd just like to figure it out before I go.
Suzanne EnochFalling in love wouldn't have been such a disaster if she'd been curious or even willing to travel. But no, he'd fallen for a woman with roots so deep into an estate that she was willing to stay on even when she no longer had any claim to it.
Suzanne EnochThey watched the turning colors of the sky until they faded to gray.
'Are the sunsets in Africa as beautiful?' Felicity asked.
He stirred. 'Hm? Oh. They're different. The heat rises from the ground in waves.' He motioned with his hand. 'The lower the sun gets, the more the horizon seems to ripple and move, like it's alive. It's mesmerizing.'
She freed her fingers and started back toward the house. 'I'm sorry all Cheshire sunsets have to offer are pretty colors.'
Rafe watched her retreating backside, tired of the tension between them, and tired of the way he couldn't mention anything farther away than Pelford without upsetting her - even when she lured him into the conversation, as though to test his interest. 'Lis, stop that.'
She turned and looked at him. 'Then stop preferring everywhere else in the world above Forton Hall.'
He narrowed his eyes. 'I will, if you'll stop preferring Forton Hall above all the rest of damned creation.
We are not a couple,' she said softly. 'Therefore I cannot cuckold you.'
'Shall I pull out the note and point to the bit where it says we're lovers?'
Her lashes lowered a touch. 'Are you jealous, darling?'
'Sleep with whomever you please, Diane. But if you attempt to make me look the fool, I won't be so cooperative.' Even as he spoke the words he realized he was lying - which wasn't that unusual, except for the fact that he'd evidently been attempting to lie to himself. That was a damned useless waste of effort.
Don't compliment me in the middle of an argument. It won't make me stammer or blush, and it just makes you look desperate.
Suzanne EnochWhat sort of agreement?'
'A truth for a truth, a secret for a secret, until you feel that you hold enough of my life in your hands to trust me with yours.
Call me Maximilian.'
A sheep farmer. He's a sheep farmer, she reminded herself fiercely. One who lived in Yorkshire, of all places. 'Very well, Maximilian,' she said.
Lady Anne Bishop, he was coming to realize to his growing delight, was far more complex than he'd anticipated. Each moment the plans he'd worked out to win her needed to be modified and adapted as he learned something new about her.
Suzanne EnochThere isn't a necklace, is there?'
'You'll only find out if you answer my question.'
'You're mean.'
'I'm learning to be so.' She preferred to think of it as taking more of a hand in her own destiny, but she didn't much care what anyone else might call it.
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