Secrets of a Summer Night (Wallflowers, #1)

by Lisa Kleypas

“All that, and teeth, too,” Lillian exclaimed.

Dead

She drew herself up to her full height, though at five feet and one debatable inch,

“I’m not going to become your mistress.” Simon’s eyes narrowed. “If you can stand to be Hodgeham’s mistress, God knows you can stand to become mine. Don’t claim you’re not attracted to me—we both know you’d be lying. Name any sum, Annabelle. Do you want a house of your own? Done. A carriage and matched team? A yacht? Done. Tell me your price—I’m tired of waiting for you.”

I am in to this.

“I’ll admit it—I want you. There, are you satisfied? I want you.” “In what capacity? Lover, or husband?”

Just don’t ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite.” “No, just an ass,” came Lillian’s murmur.

Dead