Mr. Gardiner and the Governess (Clairvoir Castle Romances #1)

by Sally Britton

The ash-blonde curls that escaped the strict style might have framed her face prettily, if not for the spectacles.

Hmmmm can we please stop calling people with glasses less attractive 😩 🤓

Kissing a woman over her compassionate behavior toward frogs would be illogical.

Rupert rolled over in the grass of the meadow, a dandelion between his teeth as he stared upward at the summer sky.

Rupert is a human man here, not a dog or a rabbit, as may be supposed from this description

Every blade of grass could be of importance, and we simply lack the understanding to see it at present.

Their attachment was too new, their affection for one another not even in its larva state— He winced. “I really must cease comparing everything to insects,” he muttered to himself.

Every adventure ought to end with warm milk and a biscuit.”