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336 pages, ebook
First published June 25, 2013
"If you weren't known for your rank, you had to be known for something.
Jordan, knowing her limitations, chose to be known for her beauty."
"She swallowed hard and forced down the fact she really would prefer someone else doing the rescuing.
She was, after all, a lady held prisoner in a tower..."
"She stumbled on the wet herringbone walkway...until she remembered the quality of her shoes and forced her feet to catch up with the rest of her so as to not scuff their brocade satin."Fucking priorities, man. Jordan makes me so angry.
The straps cinched tight across his chest and threatening to squeeze the breath out of him declared his place plainly.What?
The door groaned open, hinges protesting as a man not even half a decade Marion's senior - perhaps all of twenty-two - stepped onto the flat rooftop.Okay, a decade is ten, "not even half" a decade is a bit less than five, "perhaps all of twenty-two" minus "a bit less than five" is seventeen, give or take. OH! Marion is around seventeen. Why the hell didn't Delany just say so?
She swallowed hard and forced down the fact she really would prefer someone else doing the rescuing. She was, after all, a lady held prisoner in a tower.I really must be sure to find a receptacle for my vomit, as I wouldn't want to mar my expensive brocade shoes.