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“I don’t believe she’ll be available for the rest of the day,” Gabriel said.
“No? Is she in Velora, perhaps? I could go to the school and meet with her there.”
“No, she’s not in Velora.”
Raphael’s voice took on a note of concern. “Is she ill, then? I hope not. Is it a fever?”
“No, not a fever—I mean, she’s not ill at all. She’s just unavailable.”
“Raphael’s face took on a quizzical expression. “She has not been locked in her room, has she? Really, Gabriel—”
― Sharon Shinn, Archangel

“One day I'm going to catch you in a full-blown grin, Mr.Tucker," she said, wagging a finger at him, "and when I do, watch out because I'm going to crow in victory." "We all need goals in life, Miss Richards." J.T. swung two boards up onto his shoulder and peered down at her. "Mine's to get this stuff delivered before the first snow falls. You think I got a chance at making that happen?”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“You need not treat me like a child, sir. I am perfectly capable of navigating this staircase on my own."
He snorted.
Her nostrils flared. "I promise not to ask you to catch me again, all right? Now stop scowling."
Of course he did no such thing.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“You got someone else courting you?"
"No." The fork she'd been scrubbing slid from her hand, returning to the murky depths. "But then, I wasn't sure I had you courting me, either. I seem to recall you expressing a number of objections to my suitability in the past.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride