Just that. Your family must be very different from mine."
"I’d say so." I laughed. "For one, no one wears their tiaras to breakfast."
Maxon smiled. "More of a dinner thing at the Singer house?”
“Of course.
You get confused by crying women, I get confused by walks with princes.
Kiera CassI hit your thigh!”
“Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh.
I should have known that if any girl was going to disobey an order, it would be you.
Kiera CassSo, buddy…
Kiera CassIs this a good time to pat your shoulder?
Kiera CassYour Majesty—
Tugging my ear. Whenever.
I’ve met nearly every woman in this room, and I can’t think of one who would make a better friend. I’d be glad to have you stay."
My relief was inexpressible.
"Do you think," Maxon asked, "That I could still call you ‘my dear’?"
"Not a chance." I whispered.
He reached up and tugged his ear. And I did the same.
Kiera CassIf you don’t want me to be in love with you, you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely. First thing tomorrow I’m having your maids sew some potato sacks together for you.
Kiera CassPage 1 de 3.
suivant dernier » ;
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.