This was why I did what I did," she whispered. "I looked at those men at the ball, and I thought of that night in the carriage when you touched me, and I knew I could never let any of them touch me." She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, pressing his hands to her breasts. "Only you.

“If Flynn’s as you say, the boy—Simon, you called him?—Simon should be all too h…”

“As far back as I can remember, whenever you used to look at me, your face would…”

“I enjoyed reading when I was a boy, but these days, I read all the time and it …”

“She gave him a dubious look, as if he wasn’t quite right in the head. "Sometime…”