All I Want For Christmas...is You - Plot & Excerpts
She also held that violet gaze of Lucas Bennington, Earl of Moncrief with faux nerve that had nearly fled a dozen times since she had noticed him across the room. Rena, as her brother oft called her, had noticed too many years ago to count that the peer was not only darkly handsome, with a mixture of the aristocratic high cheekbones and a tall, lean muscled frame, that stood out amid the florid and fair. But those eyes, ever since that day on Bond street when they had pierced hers, between thick black lashes, held things that she had to tell herself many times were only her wishful thinking. As images floated through her head of him, many filed away in her secret thoughts, she also knew that every time she had sensed him looking at her, at some assembly or ball, even the theater, she’d spend hours rehearsing what she’d say should he approach her, and he never had. It had been rather daring, somewhat desperate of her, to call her brother’s attention to him and force an introduction.
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