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Younger sisters were clearly a punishment for ill deeds in former lives.
“Hang the world,” she said, turning her attention to the fire as she added, “and hang you with it.”
Wishing he were smaller, as he always did in this godforsaken country, where he threatened to crush furniture like matchsticks.
A man thanked those who helped him, no matter their station. Hell. Because of their station.
“Your Grace. You’re an unmarried duke with a king’s fortune. You’d have to be a thorough cabbagehead to believe that no one knows who you are.
“You do not let them win. Not ever. There is nothing in the world they like more than tearing a woman down for having too much courage. And there is nothing in the world that makes them angrier than not being able to break her.”
They stole together. Marauded together. Pillaged together. And it was the most glorious thing he’d ever experienced.
He sighed. “Do you want to marry or not?” “Oh, yes,” she retorted. “I dream of a husband who will blather on at me.” He sighed. “You’re being deliberately obtuse.” “Are you certain it’s deliberate? After all, you encouraged me to leave my brain at home, did you not?”
A beat. And then she came to her feet like an avenging queen and pushed him away from her with enough strength to set him off balance. “I choose you, you lummox.”
How can you not understand it? I love you beyond reason. I think I might have loved you from the moment you closed the damn door in my face in Berkeley Square.
“Because all men are addlepated imbeciles who deserve to be strung up by their thumbs in St. James Park and set upon by bees.”
“The world harbors impressive hatred for women who make the mistakes I did. Beauty, used for anything but the holiest of acts, is a sin.”
As though he could stop her, this warrior princess, dressed like a pickpocket about to thieve his damn heart.
“It is a great fallacy, you know. The idea that first is most meaningful. That second is. That any that follow are. That the circumstances of those early encounters somehow mean more than the one we choose forever. It is the lie the world tells us, but you have taught me to know better.”
