It Happened One Autumn (Wallflowers, #2)

by Lisa Kleypas

Livia and Aline had discovered that their older brother was never too busy to listen to them, and that no matter how insignificant their problems seemed, he was always ready to help.

🥺🥺🥺 oh he's a sweetie pie

That being said, Marcus was also a bit domineering. Well . . . very domineering.

👀 I'm listening.....

He was of medium height and extraordinarily fit, with the powerful physique of an avid sportsman.

Okaaaaay!!

Like most men, Marcus didn’t seem to understand that nothing torched the flames of a woman’s curiosity more violently than a subject that one was not at liberty to discuss.

Lmaoo

Marcus responded with a derisive half smile. “Hardly. One look at her, and any man in his right mind would run screaming in the opposite direction.”

*prepares popcorn*

“Was she terribly ravishing in her underclothes?” Livia asked craftily. “Yes,” Marcus said without thinking, and then scowled. “I mean, no.

LMAOOO HE'S ALREADY A GONER

The older one, Lillian, had become a particular focus of his dislike

😈

“The reason I dislike him so, Daisy, is that he so obviously dislikes me. He considers himself to be my superior in every possible way; morally and socially and intellectually . . . oh, how I long for a way to set him back on his heels!”

Ready to eat this right up!!!!

“What was the wish?” Lillian demanded. “You never told me.” Daisy regarded her with a quizzical smile. “Isn’t it obvious, dear? I wished that Annabelle would marry someone who truly loved her.”

😟 ✨girlhood✨

Her wish was more along the lines of, I hope that Lord Westcliff will meet a woman who will bring him to his knees.

Love her already

beaming. “I can hardly wait to see whom Westcliff ends up with.” “I pity the poor girl,” Lillian replied, “whoever she is.”

It never gets old, baby!!!!!

He was not only comfortable in his position of authority, he was obviously unable to function in any capacity other than as a leader.

🤤😩

Suddenly he wanted to touch his tongue to her tender white skin, wanted to rip her dress down the front and drag his mouth from her throat down to her toes.

🤭

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, fighting to regain his wits. “It’s that smell . . . what is it?”

LMAO not him turning feral over her perfume 😩💀

“My God. Sorry—” His mouth clamped over hers, and he began to kiss her as if his life depended on it.

THE WAY I JUST SQUEALED AHDJSNSNX

“My lord,” she whispered, “have you gone mad?” “Yes. Yes.” A velvety drag of his lips back to her mouth . . . another deeply marauding kiss. “Give me your mouth . . . your tongue . . . yes.

DEARGOD

Lillian did not appreciate the way he stared at her, like a man beholding the fatal head of Medusa.

LMFAOOOO

And if you happen to overhear some scandalous piece of gossip that is not appropriate for your innocent ears . . .” “We should ignore it?” “No, you should listen to every word, and then come repeat it to me at once.”

Ugh I love these besties!!!

“You may set your mind at ease with the knowledge that I do not find you desirable in any way whatsoever.”

My man did not have to annihilate her like this

“Damn it,” Westcliff whispered savagely. Before she quite knew what was happening, he had pushed her up against a nearby wall. His fiercely accusing gaze moved from her dazed eyes to her parted lips, his silent struggle lasting another burning second, until he suddenly gave in with a curse and brought their mouths together with an impatient tug.

YEAAAAAAAAAHHH BABYYYYYYY!!

His hands adjusted the angle of her head, and he kissed her with gentle bites and nips, as if her mouth were an exotic delicacy to savor.

Bless <3

“It was that blasted perfume of yours—as soon as he caught one whiff of it, he went berserk.”

LMAOOOO not all of these men turning feral over this perfume 😩🤪

Of all the luck. I’ve found an aphrodisiac that works only on a man whom I despise.”

Man it never gets old

His smile changed, however, when he saw Annabelle, the cynicism transforming into a tenderness that made Daisy feel slightly wistful.

Simon is still TOP TIER

Confused, she had no opportunity to protest or defend herself as she was literally snatched from the saddle and thrown across a brutally hard surface. Dangling helplessly across Westcliff’s rock-solid thighs, she was carried several yards away before he stopped the horse, dismounted, and dragged her to the ground with him.

AJDNNSKWKDNWNSKKSKKLL

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it. I merely wanted to compliment you on the way you’re handling the situation. Very diplomatic. Suave, even.”

LMFAOO can't wait for his book

“It’s the dungeons for you,” he informed her. “And I intend to personally apply the thumbscrews.”

ughhhh how do I like every single man in these books immediately?????

“I would prefer torture to his company any day,” Lillian said,

The enemies are enemying 🥰🙏🏻

“You might stop by the icehouse on the way back. She needs cooling.”

LLMAOOOO I'm living for their hatred toward one another

He had been abruptly cold with dread, nauseated from it, and when the little idiot had managed to land safely, the full sum of his fear had been transformed into blazing white fury.

I can't wait for him to be on his knees for her...he's already down so bad

all he wanted to do was crush her in his arms in a paroxysm of relief, and kiss her, and then dismember her with his bare hands.

I'm broken

The fact that her safety meant so much to him was . . . not something that he wanted to think about.

hehehehehehehehehe 😈

I don’t think I’m supposed to say the word ‘stomach’ in front of a gentleman.” “I’m shocked,” St. Vincent said gravely, “but I’ll recover.”

They're so funny!!!

“What a ferocious creature you are,”

😇

“Miss Bowman . . . would it be possible for you to temporarily ignore everything you’ve heard about my reputation? Just long enough for me to help you?”

Damn I like him too

“Good girl,” he murmured, and gathered her writhing body into a half-sitting position.

DAMN I REALLY LIKE HIM TOO--

“Much as I would love to sit here chatting with you, sweet, I had better return you to the house, if you’re able to stand now. It will do you no good to spend too much time alone with me.”

oh i NEED his book

“Will you do me the honor of dancing with me?”

THE NOISE I JUST MADE

“I think . . . I think that would be a mistake. Thank you, but—” “Coward.”

LMAOOOO HERE WE GO

She could not let him hold her in public . . . she was afraid of what her face might reveal.

Devouring

After a moment she heard his low voice. “Take my hand.”

BYE

He was still holding her, she realized with a touch of confusion, and she took a hesitant step backward. Reflexively his arm hardened around her waist, and his fingers tightened in an instinctive attempt to keep her with him.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“Good evening, my lord, and thank you for—” “Lillian,” she heard him whisper.

THE WAY I JUST GASPED LMAOOO

“Clever girl.” St. Vincent’s eyes were like blue diamonds, pale and infinitely faceted. “Come, let me escort you to the refreshment table, and we’ll compare our definitions.”

Its not even his book and he already sold me 😩

“I’m a wicked man who can, on occasion, be just a bit nice. And I’ve been searching for a nice girl who can, on occasion, be just a bit wicked.”

This would work on me unfortunately

“Have I robbed you of the power of speech?” he asked, and laughed as she nodded. “Hold still, then, and I’ll give it back to you.” His head lowered swiftly, and he pressed a kiss to her mouth,

I'm so mf easy its sad

“No,” he murmured. “Don’t pull away. Open for me. Open . . .”

help

“Lillian,” he said unsteadily, “tell me not to touch you. Tell me it’s enough now. Tell me—”

KILL ME NOW

“You’ve proved my point, Lillian. If a man you don’t even like can bring you to this state, then how much easier would it be for St. Vincent?”

STOP THIS!!!!! THIS MAN IS A SCHEMER!!!

Westcliff pounced on her with startling swiftness, shoving her back to the lawn and bracketing her tossing head between his muscular forearms. “Stay away from him,” he snapped. “He can’t have you.”

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