James started to laugh. His chin hurt where she'd smacked him twice, his foot throbbed where she'd stepped on it, and his entire body felt as if he'd swum through a rosebush, which wasn't as far off the truth as it sounded. Yet still he started to laugh.
Julia QuinnAnd for the rest of the night, he couldnโt quite forget the smell of her perfume. Or maybe it was the soft sound of her chuckle. Or maybe it was neither of those things. Maybe it was just her.
Julia QuinnHis mouth captured hers, trying to show her with his kiss what he was still learning to express in words. He loved her. He worshipped her. He'd walk across fire for her. Heโ โstill had the audience of her three brothers. Slowly breaking the kiss, he turned his face to the side. Anthony, Benedict, and Colin were still standing in the foyer. Anthony was studying the ceiling, Benedict was pretending to inspect his fingernails, and Colin was staring quite shamelessly.
Julia QuinnHe gave her his best smile. His best I-almost-died-so-how-can-you-deny-me smile. Or at least thatโs how he hoped it appeared. The truth was, he wasnโt a very accomplished flirt, and it might very well have come across as an Iam- mildly-deranged-so-itโs-in-all-of-our-best-interests-if-youpretend- to-agree-with-me smile.
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