“Well then. Onward, Miss Hargrove.” She hesitated. He had her. “You did not think a little thing like that dress would dissuade me from my plans?” “There is nothing little about this dress,” she said. “It will be a miracle if it fits inside the carriage,” he agreed, turning away from her, heading for the door, keenly aware of the fact that she was not following. Turning back, he met her grey gaze from across the foyer. “Come now, Lillian, surely you did not think I would give up so easily?” “I did think that you would be smart enough to recognize that if I am seen in public in this dress, no
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