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Running Mate Night Huntress (Otherworld/Sisters of the Moon #5)

He picked it up and handed it to her. It was still wet in places since she hadnt bothered to lay it out flat, but as it had been rather close to the fire, it wasnt too dreadful. She quickly dressed and put the bed aright, pulling the sheets neat and tight, the way she saw the maids doing it at home. It was harder work than shed expected, what with the bed pushed up against the wall.

Lucy managed a little smile in return. He really wasn’t bad. In fact, if not for Gregory, she would have thought him a rather fine choice. Haselby’s hair was perhaps a little thin, and actually he was a little thin as well, but that wasn’t really anything to complain about. Especially as his personality-surely the most important aspect of any man-was perfectly agreeable. They had managed a short conversation before supper while his father and her uncle were discussing politics, and he had been quite charming. He’d even made a dry, sideways sort of joke about his father, accompanied by a roll of the eyes that had made Lucy chuckle.Truly, she shouldn’t complain.

The Rogue Queen (The Hundredth Queen #3)

And she didn’t. She wouldn’t. She just wished for something else.I trust you acquitted yourself acceptably at Miss Moss’s? Lord Davenport asked, his eyes narrowed just enough to make his query not precisely friendly.Yes, of course, Lucy replied, blinking with surprise. She’d thought the conversation had veered away from her.

Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)

Excellent institution, Davenport said, chewing on a piece of roasted lamb. They know what a girl should and should not know. Winslow’s daughter went there. Fordham’s, too.Yes, Lucy murmured, since a reply seemed to be expected. They are both very sweet girls, she lied. Sybilla Winslow was a nasty little tyrant who thought it good fun to pinch the upper arms of the younger students.

But for the first time that evening, Lord Davenport appeared to be pleased with her. You know them well, then? he asked.

Er, somewhat, Lucy hedged. Lady Joanna was a bit older, but it’s not a large school. One can’t really not know the other students.I am returning you to bed, Hermione said, her tone brooking no argument. And then I will summon Mother. She will know what to do.

Lucy nodded with relief. Lady Watson’s remedy for any sort of ailment was chocolate and biscuits. Unorthodox, to be sure, but as it was what Hermione’s mother chose whenever she claimed to be ill, she couldn’t very well deny it to anyone else.Hermione guided her back to their bedchamber, even going so far as to remove Lucy’s slippers for her before she lay atop the bed. If I didn’t know you so well, Hermione said, tossing the slippers carelessly into the armoire, I would think you were faking.

The Color of Magic (Discworld #1)

Oh, you would, Hermione said. You absolutely would. But you could never carry it off. You’re far too traditional.Traditional? What had that to do with anything?

Hermione let out a little huff of air. I’m probably going to have to sit with that wearisome Mr. Bridgerton at breakfast now.He’s not so dreadful, Lucy said, with perhaps a bit more verve than one might expect from someone with a belly full of bad salmon.

I suppose not, Hermione acceded. He’s better than most, I daresay.Lucy winced at the echo of her own words. So much better than the rest. So much better than the rest.

It was quite possibly the most appalling thing ever to cross her lips.But he is not for me, Hermione continued, oblivious to Lucy’s distress. He will realize it soon enough. And then he will move on to someone else.

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