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255 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 1, 2009
It was astoundingly difficult to woo a lady who thought he was either trying to purchase a chicken or a few tomatoes from her, or ask her for directions.
”I find you attractive as well, my cabbage.”
She fought her natural urge to grimace at his unpleasant metaphor. “Cabbage? Might you compare me to a vegetable with a slightly more palatable smell?”
His brow furrowed. “My little . . . mushroom?”
“You would liken me to a fungus?” Celia laughed. “Such wooing, sir. You might make my heart burst within my breast.”
Phillip eyed her with belated suspicion. “Are you mocking me?”
“I? Your devoted mushroom dares not,” Celia replied insincerely. “Were I perhaps a potato or a leek, however, I would be brimming with mockery. They, sir, are victuals of the trickiest sort and are not to be trusted.”
”Did we…” She jumbled her fingers chaotically together in some sort of peculiar, yet demonstrative hand gesture.
“Milk an animal of some kind?”