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 KleypasBefore you marry, you have to get shot by an arrow and fall in love,โ the boy explained. He paused thoughtfully. โBut I donโt think the rest of it hurts as much as the beginning.
Lisa KleypasI've always considered myself a feminist, which is such a tough word for people. Some people immediately assume that you're angry or you hate men, which is obviously not true.
Lisa KleypasOver the years Iโve collected a thousand memories of you, every glimpse, every word youโve ever said to me. All those visits to your familyโs home, those dinners and holidaysโI could hardly wait to walk through the front door and see you.โ The corners of his mouth quirked with reminiscent amusement. โYou, in the middle of that brash, bull-headed lotโฆI love watching you deal with your family. Youโve always been everything I thought a woman should be. And I have wanted you every second of my life since we first met.
Lisa Kleypas