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Monday Puzzler 26 Sept 16 - Knight in shining....strawberry??? Take 2
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Hahaha! I don't think I've read this but it's pretty funny with the strawberries :P
pretty sure i've read this but i can't remember author or title
Sorry guys! with the time difference i never know when to post the answer hahahahaHis Favourite Mistress - Olivia Drake
She forced a contrite smile. “I spoke out of turn. Pray forgive me if I’ve offended anyone.”
The three gentlemen spoke all at once. “You’ve done no wrong.” “No offense taken.” “You’re utterly blameless.”
Mrs. Villain’s lips pinched into a thin line. “Spoken very prettily, Miss Heroine. However, I am reminded of the old saying: one cannot make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.”
The insult slapped Heroine. Although she had expected intolerance from the nobility, she had never anticipated such unbridled spite.
To make matters worse, Mrs. Villain had projected her voice, and some of the guests at neighboring tables had cocked their heads to eavesdrop. You’re the nasty sow. The retort sprang to the tip of Heroine’s tongue.
It remained unspoken, for at that moment a tiny missile soared through the air. It struck Mrs. Villain just above the décolletage of her gown, splattering red droplets over the pasty mounds of exposed skin.
Heroine blinked. Was that … a strawberry?
Mrs. Villain released an unearthly howl. She reared back in her chair, her tight curls bouncing around her pudgy face. For the space of a heartbeat, the juicy morsel perched on the mountain of flesh. Then the strawberry skied down the white slope into the deep valley of her bosom and vanished from sight. She screeched again.
Throughout the supper room, gentlemen sprang to their feet. A flock of ladies flew to the rescue. Villain’s daughter proved useless, half swooning into the arms of the hapless Lord D. Lord W attempted to fish out the fruit with his silver spoon, which only made Mrs. Villain yell louder and beat at his hand.
Heroine swallowed another untimely gurgle of laughter. Now that was judgment from the heavens. But the strawberry hadn’t fallen from the sky. Nor had it been dropped accidentally. Someone must have thrown it. Who would have dared?
She turned to scan the gathering. Throngs of people clustered around the table, making it difficult to see past them. Rising from her chair, Heroine squeezed her way out of the crush.
Her gaze stopped on an extraordinarily handsome, dark-haired man leaning against one of the pillars near the buffet table. His burgundy coat and crisp white cravat enhanced his powerful male physique. She guessed at once he was the culprit. Perhaps it was the way he stood watching her, his eyes a startling green against the tanned skin of his face. Perhaps it was the wicked smile that quirked one corner of his mouth. Or perhaps it was just that he looked like the sort of rascal who would enjoy playing a prank on one of the grande dames of society.
His next action affirmed his guilt. His gaze holding hers, he plucked another strawberry from a dish on the buffet and proceeded to eat it with relish, licking his fingers clean afterward.