Recently Mr. Mawdsleyโs donkey escaped from his stall, raced down the road, and somehow found his way into an enclosed pasture. Mr. Cairdโs prized mare was innocently grazing when the ill-bred seducer had his way with her. Now it appears the mare has conceived, and a feud is raging between Caird, who demands financial compensation, and Mawdsley, who insists that had the pasture fencing been in better repair, the clandestine meeting would never have occurred. Worse still, it has been suggested that the mare is a shameless lightskirt and did not try nearly hard enough to preserve her virtue.
Lisa KleypasSo you actually need spectacles,โ Leo finally said. โOf course I do,โ Marks said crossly. โWhy would I wear spectacles if I didnโt need them?โ โI thought they might be part of your disguise.โ โMy disguise?โ โYes, Marks, disguise. A noun describing a means of concealing someoneโs identity. Often used by clowns and spies. And now apparently governesses. Good God, can anything be ordinary for my family?
Lisa KleypasMy lord," catherine asked,her eyes wide, "do you think that has anything to do with the Ramsay curse?" "Actually, that hadn't occurred to me yet," Leo said, "thank you so much for bringing it to my attention.
Lisa Kleypas... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.
Lisa KleypasI've never known anyone more ill equipped for happiness. He wouldn't know what to do with it.
Lisa KleypasSlowly his resistance ebbed. She felt the change in his body, the relaxing of tension, his shoulders curving around her as if he could draw her into himself. Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. โMy love is upon you,โ he whisperedโฆand she knew then that she had won.
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