Why Alexia that is quite beautiful. It does ot reflect your customary taste at all approved Miss Hisselpenny with glee. Trust Ivy to like the hideous thing for it's looks.
Gail CarrigerLord Akeldama sighed. 'You lovebirds, how will I endure such flirtations constantly in my company? How dรฉclassรฉ, Lord Maccon, to love your own wife.
Gail CarrigerHe nuzzled in at her neck kissing and licking her softly just below her ear. โJust a moment โ he said. โI need a small reminder that you are here you are whole and you are mine.
Gail CarrigerI mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?" Floote raised a tentative hand. "Ah, yes, thank you, Floote." "There is also Mrs Tunstell, madam," he offered hopefully, is if Ivy were some kind of consolation prize. "I notice you don't mention my fair-weather husband." "I suspect, at this moment, madam, he probably wants to kill you." Alexia couldn't help smiling. "Good point.
Gail CarrigerLord Maccon reflected upon the state of his life wherein he had somehow gained a spouse who could not give a pig's foot for the latest dresses out of Paris but who whined about not owning an aethographic transmitter. Well, at least the two were comparable obsessions so far as expense was concerned.
Gail Carriger