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One Shot (Jack Reacher #9) Taken by Midnight (Midnight Breed #8)

She took one hand and pressed it against his chest, exploring his skin, testing the contours of the muscles beneath. She’d never touched him, she realized. Not like this. She trailed her fingers down his side to his hip, tracing a line at the edge of his breeches.

Your mother’s ears aren’t of the same vintage as mine, Lady Danbury said with a snort. And where’s my cane?Ever since she’d seen Gareth in action, Hyacinth had felt emboldened when it came to encounters with Lady Danbury’s cane. I hid it, she said with an evil smile.

Fluke, or, I Know Why the Winged Whale Sings

Lady Danbury drew back. Hyacinth Bridgerton, you sly cat.I don’t like dogs, Lady D said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Or foxes, for that matter.Hyacinth decided to take it as a compliment—always the best course of action when Lady Danbury was making no sense—and she turned back to Miss Butterworth and the Mad Baron, chapter seventeen. Let’s see, she murmured, where were we…

Wolfes Hope (Breeds #10)

Where did you hide it?It wouldn’t be hidden if I told you, now would it? Hyacinth said, not even looking up.

I’m trapped in this chair without it, Lady D said. You wouldn’t wish to deprive an old lady of her only means of transport, would you?

I would, Hyacinth said, still looking down at the book. I absolutely would.Lady D nodded. "Thats a good thing. My children rarely even speak to one another. Not out of any ill will, of course. They just have nothing in common. Sad, really."

Colin tightened his hand on Penelopes arm. "We really must be going."wOf course," she murmured, but as she turned to walk toward Anthony, whom she could see across the room, standing near the small orchestra, she heard a loud and sudden commotion at the door.wAttention! Attention!"The blood drained from her face in under a second. "Oh, no," she heard herself whisper. This wasnt supposed to happen. Not tonight, anyway.wAttention!"

Easy with You (With Me in Seattle #8.5)

Monday,her mind screamed. Shed told her printer Monday. At the Mottram ball.wWhat is going on?" Lady Danbury demanded.Ten young boys were racing into the room, nothing more than urchins, really, holding sheaves of paper, tossing them about like large rectangles of confetti.wLady Whistledowns final column!" they all yelled. "Read it now! Read the truth."

Colin Bridgerton was famous for many things.He was famous for his good looks, which was no surprise; all the Bridgerton men were famous for their good looks.

He was famous for his slightly crooked smile, which could melt a womans heart across a crowded ballroom and had even once caused a young lady to faint dead away, or at least to swoon delicately, then hit her head on a table, which did produce the aforementioned dead faint.He was famous for his mellow charm, his ability to set anyone at ease with a smooth grin and an amusing comment.

What he was not famous for, and in fact what many people would have sworn he did not even possess, was a temper.And, in fact, due to his remarkable (and heretofore untapped) self-control, no one was going to get a glimpse of it that night, either, although his soon-to-be wife might wake up the next day with a serious bruise on her arm.wColin," she gasped, looking down at where he was gripping her.

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