When Christopher finished, there was a moment of silence. Leo looked at Cam expectantly. โWell?โ โWell what?โ โNow is the time when you dredge up one of your blasted Romany sayings. Something about roosters laying eggs, or pigs dancing in the orchard. Itโs what you always do. Letโs have it.โ Cam gave him a sardonic glance. โI canโt think of one right now.โ โBy God, Iโve had to listen to hundreds of them. And Phelan doesnโt have to hear even one?
Lisa KleypasMy theory about meeting people,' he said,'is that it's better not to make a really good first impression. Because it's all downhill from there. You're always having to live up to that first impression, which was just an illusion.
Lisa KleypasTo Cam surprise, she was smiling up at him steadily, her eyes midnight. His expression turned quizzical. "What's so amusยญing?" Amelia toyed with a button on his coat. "I was just thinking . . . tonight those two old hens will probably go to their beds, cold and alone." An impish grin curved her lips. "Whereas I will be with a wicked, handsome Rom who will keep me warm all night.
Lisa KleypasI-Iโm not making advances,โ she told him as she flattened herself against his chest. โYouโre just an available s-source of heat.โ โSo you say,โ St. Vincent replied lazily, tucking the quilt more tightly around them both. โHowever, during the past quarter hour youโve been fondling parts of my anatomy that no oneโs ever dared to touch before.โ โI v-very much doubt that.โ She burrowed even further into the depths of his coat, and added in a muffled voice, โYouโve probably been h-handled more than a hamper at Fortnum and Mason.
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