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he leaned back, setting his portfolio beside him and letting one arm extend across the back of the sofa while the other rested on the sofa’s arm, his hand lifted so he could just rest his knuckles against his temple. It was all very masculine and laissez-faire. Having never encountered a man like Mr. Pierce at Fortitude, and having never seen a man quite conquer a sofa with such ease during tea at Aunt Eugenia’s, I was duly impressed.
you are seen more than you believe.” “The moon to Arabella’s sun?” Roland flashed his golden smile. “I like the moonlight.” Dancing with Roland was like wearing quality silk or eating a creamy confection. Smooth and indulgent. I made him swear he would waltz with me at every ball for the rest of our lives.
