Rebecca held her head high and swanned across the hallway, but as she neared the footman, she could see quite plainly that his gaze was not where it should be. She stopped dead and slapped her hands over her bosom. "Its too low, isn't it? I knew I shouldn't have listened to that maid. She might not mind her boobies hanging out for all to see, but i just can't-" Her brain suddenly caught up with her mouth. She removed her hands from her bosom and slapped them over her awful, awful, awful mouth.
Elizabeth Hoyt... You are the closest I will ever come to heaven, either here on Earth or in the afterlife, and I will not regret it, not even at the cost of your tears. So I go to my grave an unrepentant sinner, Iโm afraid. There is no use in mourning one such as I, dearest... -Simon to Lucy in a letter before the last duel.
Elizabeth HoytA smile flickered across Coralโs face. โHave you ever noticed that once you have had a taste of certain sweetsโraspberry trifle is my own despairโit is quite impossible not to think, not to want, not to crave until you have taken another bite?โ โLord Swartingham is not a raspberry trifle.โ โNo, more of a dark chocolate mousse, I should think,โ Coral murmured. โAnd,โ Anna continued as if she hadnโt heard the interruption, โI donโt need another bite, uh,night of him.
Elizabeth HoytYour cousin might be a pretty face, but you, my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, wonderful Diana, you are the Duchess of Wakefield. My duchess.
Elizabeth HoytDear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself.
Elizabeth HoytSomehow she knew he would take a love affair very seriously indeed. Once that pinpoint focus was engaged, he would throw himself body and soul into the liaison. In the the woman he decided to take as a lover. A shiver ran through her at the thought. To be the object of such ferocious regard was an alluring prospect, but it also gave her pause.
Elizabeth Hoyt