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316 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 30, 2014
"Are you there, God? 'Tis I, Prudence."
- Prologue
He wasn't done with Miss Merryweather. Not that he had plans or designs, just that there was more there to explore; he knew it with a bone-deep certainty. he could not go, not yet, and that is why he was vexed. he was tugged in two directions.
Those eyes. That rare smile that made him forget everything else. The hint of what she would feel like in his arms. He wanted to lose himself in her curves, taste her, know her, soothe her, protect her. In more ways than she would ever, ever know, he wanted to be the man for her.
- p. 117
"It's hard, isn't it," she mused, "when the world doesn't allow much room for a person to live the life they want."
She thought of all the strict rules imposed on a woman, defining her innocence, her marriageability -- or ruination. She thought of the strict social barriers separating the aristocrats from everyone else, and she thought of servants who were just supposed to fade into the background. She wanted to be more than her qualifications as a wife, more than the status of her virginity.
He wanted more, too. Was that so wrong?
- p. 308









