Griffin leaned across the desk, his arms braced on the now-clear top, and stared into Wakefieldโs outraged eyes. โWe seem to be under a confusion of communication. I did not come here to ask for your sisterโs hand. I came to tell you I will marry Hero, with or without your permission, Your Grace. She has lain with me more than once. She may well be carrying my child. And if you think that Iโll give up either her or our babe, you have not done nearly enough research into my character or history.
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.
Elizabeth HoytEach time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed when she bled.
Elizabeth Hoyt