Status Updates From The Gentleman Rogue (Gentle...

Aaaand then this sentence happened: ‘Emma & Ned made love with a tenderness & understanding beyond anything else.’ ....*BARF*

“The money that you would have frittered on fancy frocks & balls & fripperies. Yes, he took it, & he did something good with it. He created jobs for those that had none. He set up soup kitchens for the hungry, & is building a children’s home for those that live on the streets of Whitechapel.” ....LOL. Of course he did. I bet he also rescues stray cats, knits mittens, & can bake a roast like no other. 😂

I wish they’d spent more time in Whitechapel. :/ This stuff about Emma’s secret & Ned’s hidden agenda & ballrooms & the ton looking down on trade (no shit, Sherlock) is getting awfully repetitive...

—“One day it will be something else,” he said. “Not a ruined glory, but rebuilt.”
—“But then there will be no more violets growing from the walls.”
—“Weeds.”
—“Not weeds, but the sweetest of all flowers. They used to grow in an old garden wall I knew very well.” The expression on her face was as if she were remembering & the memory both pained & pleased her.

‘He was the strongest, fiercest man she knew & yet he did not force or plunder. He was not rough or grabbing. It seemed to her he gave rather than took. Courting her lips, teasing them, making her feel things she had never felt before. Making her want him never to stop. By its own volition one hand moved up over his broad shoulder to hold against the nape of his neck. Anchoring herself to his solidity.’

‘It had not been fighting in any sense that a gentleman would recognize, it had been raw & shocking &, if she were honest, much more effective. It followed no rules. It had not been polite or genteel, nor, on the surface of it, honorable or chivalric.’ ....It was pretty hot, though. :P