![]() ![]() “Harold, it’s our house!” Danielle cried. ![]() “Fire!” their coachman yelled as the coach came to an abrupt stop, jolting them all. “What’s going on?” James suddenly asked, making him realize that he’d been glaring at his brother since they’d left the ball. He didn’t want to see any man tied down with such a horrible woman. Just because the idea of her with another man made his blood boil did not mean that he was jealous. He had future generations of Bradfords to worry about after all. He wasn’t going to put a stop to it over jealousy. That didn’t mean that he wanted her to join the family, because he didn’t and she wouldn’t be. The idea of James experiencing his minx was not comforting. Poor James, the bloody bastard would be stuck with her day and night. Having her as a sister-in-law would drive him to drink. James and Elizabeth, the idea was horrifying. Dear God, the man was smitten with the little minx. His mother and father couldn’t say enough nice things about Elizabeth. He absently rubbed his ear as they rode through the city. ![]() She released his ear just as she stepped back into the foyer after making sure that it was empty. “Out of my way, Robert Lemonade,” she said casually, pissing him off in the worst way. She’d always brought out the very worst in him. ” He was being petty and he knew it, but he didn’t give a damn. It was just a mistake, one better off forgotten.”Ī mistake? The most passionate night of his life was a mistake? Her first time and that’s what she thought. ![]()
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