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“Bad different?”
“Different, different,” he said. “There are times when I feel this pressure. Like everyone is waiting to see what I decide to be. That they’ll be disappointed if I don’t do something grand or bold. But I never thought less of Briggs because he wasn’t in charge or running a business. I admired him for knowing his strengths. His weaknesses. He did what he loved.His only expectations were his own.
this.

What?”
“Nothing.”
“Not nothing. You’re looking at me like you want to say something.”
I did want to say something. I wanted to tell her that she was beautiful. That I liked when her face was clean so I could see all of her freckles. That I’d always thought blue eyes were my favorite, but that her shade of rich, walnut brown had taken the top spot.
But she wasn’t ready to hear any of that. And I wasn’t ready to tell.

“Disobeying already?” I ask, and he bites his lip in response. My heart rate elevates as he drops to his knees. “Good boy,” I taunt, and he growls in response. “Crawl.”
We hold the most heated stare, and then he starts crawling. I watch his muscles flex as he moves toward me.
“Heel,” I command, resting my foot on his shoulder.
He turns his head and kisses my ankle, still eatching me.

😳🔥

“Tell me who to kill."
She huffs a laugh. “It’s not like that. My dad died when I was fourteen, then my mom got remarried way too fast, and I fucking hate my stepdad.”
“Tell me to kill him,” I whisper, wanting to make it better.
“Why would you kill for me?”
“Why wouldn’t I kill for you?”
She practically snorts. “Because you don’t know my name.”
“And you don’t know mine. Plenty of plausible deniability.”

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“How far away is your place?”
“Close.”
“Like …?”
“Too short of a drive for road head.”
“I’m not going back to your place to suck your dick.” He cocks a brow, taking his eyes off the road to stare at me. I have nothing to lose, so I share what I want to happen. “I want you to throw me around and break my back …If you can still do that."
“You better not be all bark,” he says, low.
“Biting is your job.”

🤭

Isn’t it weird you want to sleep with me then?”
He leans in, brushing his lips against my ear, his voice low and deliberate. “I don’t want to sleep with you. I want to fuck your bratty ass.”
“Anal. Bold,” I deadpan, masking my shock.
He chuckles, his hand giving my thigh a quick squeeze. “You are something else.”

You’re twenty-five?”
“Twenty-nine. The Botox is throwing you off.”
“Why are you doing that shit?” he asks, almost scolding.
“To fool random men at the bar into thinking I’m twenty-five.”
He leans in, resting his head on a fist. “Are you an asshole, or are you flirting with me?”

“I never asked you to give up anything! You decided that all on your own; I was just a child.If I’d had any say, I’d have told you not to do it! I’d have said, ‘Maman, please don’t sacrifice your happiness. Please don’t give up your comforts. I love you too much to steal your life from you.’ But you wouldn’t have listened.And Im tired of carrying this burden you forced on me,this debt I can never hope to repay."
this

“I realize there is nothing I can do to erase my past offenses, though I can promise never to repeat them. Your pardon would be a kindness rather than a justice, and certainly more than I deserve. I only desire you to know that I’ve changed, and—well, that I’m still here. I’m still yours. If you’ll have me."

this is what i call proper groveling 👌

"pumpkin spice latte soap" is the most american product ever - it sounds like a joke but im sire it's real lol

How did you do it? You just took Miss Charlotte down a peg and without even lifting a finger.”
“I should hope not,” he murmured. “It isn’t seemly to strike a lady.”
Her jaw fell as she gaped up at him. “You are teasing!”
Another delighted laugh escaped as his lips twitched in return. He stared straight ahead, but she caught the way his chest swelled as though he was awfully pleased with himself.

Lucius had no insurance that Frances would be pleased to see him again or that she would have him even though he had his family's blessing
One never knew with Frances.
In fact, just thinking about her stubborness could arouse sever irritation in him.He was just going to have to kidnap her and elope with her if she said no again.It was as simple as that.
Or go down his knees and plead.
Or sink into a romantic decline.

"I must know something, Frances. Please, I must know... Do you love me?"
"That has nothing to do with anything" she said, shaking her head slowly.
"On the contrary, it has everythimg to do with everything."
"Of course I do" she admitted after a moment of silence. "Of course I love you. Bu I cannot marry you."
He sat back, his pudding only half eaten, and beamed at her in that intense eyed, tight lipped way of his.

But he had left the drawing room with such flourish of high drama - totally unplanned and unreheared - that it would seem anticlimactic now to creep back there with the announcment that he had abandoned his plan of offering Frances marriage.
Offer her marriage after she had refused him once and shown no sign of changing her mind.
He really did appear to be suffering from an incurable case of insanity.

so dramatic <3

"One of us must be mad,Frances, ans I fear it may be me.Can you look me in the eye then, and swear that you have no feelings for me?"
"Nothing is ever as simple as that. But I will not swear either way. I do not have to. I have said no. That is all that needs saying."
"By Jove you are right" It was he who got got to his feet this time. "I beg your pardon, ma'am, for causing you such distress."
NO NO NO GODAMMIT NOOOO

"I am young,Frances and have all my hair and all my teeth,tolerably white.I am wealthy and titled.It is an irresistible combination for many women.But all that is besides the point at the moment.I am groveling before you,you see."
"Nonsense!You want to get me into bed that is all."
If that were all it was I would have been satisfied long ago.I have had you in my bed yet I am not satisfied."

I AM GROVELING BEFORE YOU

"What are you doing here?"
He knew something in that moment with ghastly clarity.
He was going to be able to let her go this time.
"I came to see you."
"Why?" Her eyes had turned hard.
"Because there is something still to be said between us" he said "and I do not like to leave things unsaid when they should be spoken."
"There is nothing else to be said between us, Lord Sinclair.Nothing whatsoever."

the angst is real

"You appear to be under the delusion Lord Sinclair, that you are God's gift to women"
"A cliche unworthy of you. Tell me you have regretted rejecting me after Christmas."
"I have not!"
"Not even a tiny little bit?"
"Not even half that much."
"A quarter then?" He laughed softly. "You are a terrible liar, Frances."
And you" she said, "are more conceited than any man I have ever met in my life."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"Twll me you enjoyed youself tonight" he said abruptly after the long silence.
"Oh I did" she assured him " It was very p-"
"If you say pleasant I shall throttle you,Frances"
"Delightful" her smile was unseen in the dark.
"Tell me you found it delightful because I was there. Tell me you would not have enjoyed it nearly as much if I had not been."
"I will tell you no such thing."

i squeelws and giggled like a newborn

"You will join Amy and my grandfarher and me for tea aftee the next set."
"Is tgat a request, Lord Sinclair?" she asked. "Or a command?"
"I will go down on bended knee if you wish, but I warn you that my doing so will occasion considerable gossip."
She laughed.
And his heart beat faster.

the teasing, the callbacks, the tension!!! love it! 🥰

"That was very pleasant"
"That word again" he speared her with a hard glance "Sometimes I could shake you Frances."
"I beg your pardon?"
"If I had my way, I would have the word banishef from the English language."
"I wonder you danced with me at all, my lord. You apoear not to like me a great deal"
"Sometimes it seems liking has little to do with what is between us Frances.
"There is nothing between us."
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Frances bit into her lower lip, looking faintly embarassed, but then she laughed
The vivid loveliness of her merry expression smote him like a fist to the abdomen and fairly robbed him of breath for a moment.
"Another gentleman who chooses to arrive five minutes before his appointed time" Miss Martin said.
"I do beg your pardon" Lucius raised his eyebrows. "Should I perhaps go back outside and wait until five minutes

"How presumptuous of you,Lord Sinclair! How...arrogant of you to imagine that you broke my heart!"
"Frances, we shared a bed and a great deal more for one whole night.You make yourself ridiculous when you call me Lord Sinclair in that prim schoolteacher's voice as if I were a distant stranger."
"With the exception of that one night,which ought not to have happened, I am prim. And I am a schoolteacher and proud of it

"I have taken to devouring lady teachers when I cannot wait for my tea."
She turned an uncomprehending face toward him. "And what is that supposed to nean?"
"You cannot sit any farther away from me without putting a dent in the carriage,and I warn you I would be displeased if that were to happen.If I should decide to attack though, you may scream and Peters will rescue you if only to save his eardrums."

so grumpy

She felt that she was where she belonged,where she had always belomged,where she always would belong. It did not matter that a saner practical part of herself was clamoring to be heard.The whole of the rest of her life was for sanity, but for now... She had found somethimg deeper., something all her life she had dreamed of and searched for and doubted really existed.

this.

"However I was given no chance to dazzle anyone with my perfomance of it over Christmas"
Her voice was light with humour.And yet in her voice he gathered an impression of disappointment.
"Dazzle me."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Dazzle me" he repeated. "Waltz with me."
She laughed.
"Come and waltz with me."

then she was like but there is no fire and it's cold and he gave her smoldering look and said "do you feel cold then?

“I’m not a charity case Knox.”
“Is that what you think?That I cook for you because you can’t cook for yourself?”
“Well . . . yes"
He scoffed,turning his head to the ceiling.His Adam’s apple bobbed as he muttered something.Then he faced me again "I cook for you bc it’s how I show someone I care.I cook for you bc I love the look on your face after the first bite.I cook for you bc Id rather cook for you than anyone else

"Is it too warm for you?"
Adrian shakes his head disparagingly. "Dont worry about it. Everything is too warm for me right now."
He pulls on his collar and my mouth opens before I think better of it. "If it helps, Im fine with you taking off your shirt."
The smile that pulls on his lips is sly. "Im sure you'll be seeing more of me soon enough" he says before seeming to roll his eyes at his own words.

aww so dorky

She twined her fingers in the fabric of his cloak. "I dont want to leave."
Milori looked as though he had been waiting his entire life for those words.A dam had given way within him,and the emotion burning in his eyes broke over her like a wave.His hands hands came to rest over hers,fingers encircling her wrists.She could feel the wild thrum of his heart,the chill of his skin seeping into hers
"Then dont" he murmured

"It isnt the nightmares that keep me awake Clarion"
His voice was impossibly gentle. When he turned his eyes back to her, the intensity and earnestness sge found therr made her ears warm.The sense memory of their kiss awakened,skipping across her skin in heated trails. There had been something like devotion in the way he'd cradled her face,an oath sworn in every brush of his lips against hers.

SMTH LIKE DEVOTION <3