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233 pages, Nook
First published August 31, 2011
He had no idea how to read facial expressions or interpret “unspoken or implied messages” as his mother referred to it. Quite simply, if a person didn't come out and say it, he had no idea what they wanted.
Caroline thinks he is trying to find more members for the Society of Biological Matters (while he is trying to think of someone to marry). The thing is he can't think of a name while Caroline is near him. It is funny, Caroline is relentless in her quest, so they start thinking of names.
“All right. Enough said. What about Lady Almay and her daughter, Lady Lucinda? I've read they both enjoy visiting people’s gardens at parties and balls and such.”
“Yes, yes.” He grabbed his quill and jotted down their names. Lady Almay and Lady Lucinda did both enjoy exploring everyone’s gardens. For different reasons of course.
Caroline stared at her cousin unblinkingly. She’d put on a gown that could only be likened to the color of a lime’s peel. On top of her head, she’d attached all seven of those feathers she’d had set out on her vanity. She’d used something to color her lips and cheeks an unusual shade of red that clashed with her red hair. Around her neck, she wore at least a dozen necklaces, some pearls, some just a simple gold chain, and others were strings of gaudy diamonds or emeralds.
Olivia's reaction to Alex's open-mouthed horror is: "She giggled and quickly tucked her nipple back in, then continued hobbling toward him, the feathers on her head bobbing wildly with each step."They walked over to the grass he'd pointed to and she carelessly dropped her ball to the ground. Standing next to her ball, she swung the mallet back so far she almost knocked herself in the head with the heavy chunk of wood on the end. Then she brought it forward with a swing that would have been more appropriate for a links course. The mallet hit the underside of the ball and sent it straight up into the air.
Caroline shrieked and brought her arms up to cover her face as the ball flew back down to earth only ten inches from where it was originally placed.
"Congratulations, Caroline," Alex said smartly. "You're ten inches closer to the hoop!"
She made a face at him and he chuckled.
Alex dropped his ball to the ground in the same place she'd started and brought his mallet back only about ten inches or so. Lightly swinging the mallet forward, he tapped the ball and sent it rolling straight ahead. His ball rolled smack into hers, but because it hadn't been a hard hit, his ball stopped and rolled back about two inches.
"Oh congratulations, Alex," Caroline said sarcastically. "Your ball is a whole eight inches closer to the hoop."