He grinned, though his face was strained. โThatโs it, love. Use me to make yerself feel good.
Elizabeth HoytIt was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He'd never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt him as well, that what made her bleed caused a hemorrhage of pain within his soul.
Elizabeth HoytHe watched her retreat, his eyes lazy, and his body unmoving. A trickle of blood seeped slowly from the corner of his mouth. He let her get nearly out of the room before he spoke, โI may not have the right, Silence, me love,โ he drawled so soft she nearly didnโt catch the words. โBut I wouldโve listened to ye. I wouldโve believed ye.
Elizabeth HoytRebecca 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.
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