The Heiress Effect (Brothers Sinister, #2)

by Courtney Milan

Miss Fairfield didn’t seem the least troubled. “Did you misunderstand me?” she asked in tones of solicitousness. “I am so sorry. I should have realized the sentence construction was too complex for you.”

The cut of her gown was completely unobjectionable. Rather modest, in terms of lace. It had no more pattern than a few delicate twining vines at the hem. But aside from those curling green tendrils, the gown was the bright pink of…of…of… All comparisons failed Oliver. It wasn’t the bright pink of anything. It was a furious shade of pink, one that nature had never intended. It was a pink that did violence to the notion of demure pastels. It didn’t just shout for attention; it walked up and clubbed one over the head.

“Is it a thorny question of ethics? Or is it the sort of ethical question where the right choice is easy, but the unethical answer is too tempting?”

When you keep quiet, people fill in their own most intelligent thoughts on your behalf.”

“No.” The wind caught her hair and sent it swirling behind her. “I’m going to break the world.”

“This part isn’t a story,” he said. “This part is just the truth. If he won’t hold you precious, then I will.”

He didn’t want to meet a woman, to discover that the breath he drew seemed to come from her lungs, and then to realize that they couldn’t both breathe at the same time.

He’d started caring more about becoming the kind of person who could make a change than he cared about the change itself.