Status Updates From A Love Most Daring (Bow Str...

Oh, I am enjoying this. Their banter is delightful, the mystery and danger is intriguing, and Beatrice is spunky and vivid.

💗💝💖💓💕

The passion oozing off from the main characters is so delicious that I'm giggling

There is something about a witty and humorous woman with so much character and mirth that she literally can't help herself but just simply be.

^We held each other close—a promise, a vow.

That this would be our forever.^

^It was more than simply agreeing to a dance. It was the fact that he thought of me before anything, that he put my desires and wishes before and beyond his own. I saw it in his every action and word, and my chest felt as if I might fly into a million glittering pieces. This. This was the sort of man a girl dreamed of. And he was mine.^

Not me crying for the third time

^Alexander sought me through the happy crowd of family and friends, and I did not think I would ever grow used to it—the sight of him intent on me, eyes focused as if he had no greater aim than to be at my side.^

^”I only mean to say, she and I are more alike than you might think.”

“You and Miss Haythorne?” Disbelief was stark in his voice. “As alike as a butterfly and a cockroach.”

“Let us hope I am the butterfly in this comparison.”^

🦋🦋🦋

^”I’m afraid I’m rather in love with him.”

I thought she [Ginny] might squeal, throw her arms around me, laugh in delight. Instead, her eyes filled with tears.

“Oh, darling,” she whispered. “That is wonderful.”

My own eyes grew blurry. “It is, isn’t it?”^

cont’d

“He would be a fool not to want that with you,” he said finally, softer than I’d ever heard him before. “A life of laughter sounds like a dream.”^

😭😭 the dream

^”I always imagined that when I married, I would have a great brood of children to scurry underfoot, to make me laugh and fill my days. Assuming my husband wanted that also, of course.” I stopped suddenly, realizing how my words might have sounded to him. My cheeks filled with heat.

He said nothing for a long moment, his gaze moving to stare out the window.

^”I told him, ‘That woman is in love with you.’” She smiled softly. “And he said, ‘I do not think I will ever be so fortunate.’”

Heavens.^

Me: 🫠🫠😭

^Thankfully, I slept well that night, and the dove-gray dawn woke me gently.^

Oh I love that line

^”We ought to dress for dinner.”^

You know, I kind of wish we had this level of formality. They used to have morning gowns, afternoon, and dinner gowns. Now it’s just sweatpants and sweaters 😔

^Perhaps I should still be angry with her, but I found I could not summon the emotion. She’d asked for my forgiveness, which was more than many in my life had ever done. I did not have it in me to hold a grudge. It was far too exhausting.^

^it was remarkable what a scalding bath, a hot cup of tea, and a good book could do for one’s mood.^

^”You are in danger as well, you know,” I managed.

“My safety is secondary,” he said. “You are my priority.”^

Me: 😭😭

why did I cry so much at Alexander warming Beatrice’s hands in the rain?? 😭😭😭

^He was ridiculously rich, broodingly handsome, and mysterious besides. Women were not born to withstand such a confluence of attractive attributes.^

😂😂