It Happened One Autumn (Wallflowers, #2)

by Lisa Kleypas

“Lillian,” Daisy chided playfully, “what’s the harm in allowing for the possibility? I refuse to believe that we’re going to go through life without something magical happening.

I agree who doesn't love a little magic

then a vast array of mathematical texts that would cure the most severe cases of insomnia.

After all, you’re the only woman aside from my sisters who has ever dared to tell me to my face that I’m an arrogant ass. How could I resist you?” He lowered his head to brush his lips over hers with stunning gentleness. “My dearest Lillian . . . if I had the gift of poetry, I would shower you with sonnets. But words have always been difficult for me when my feelings are strongest.

Marry me because someone has to help me to laugh at myself. And teach me how to whistle. Marry me, Lillian . . . because I have the most irresistible fascination for your ears.”