Lady Brownley’s house parties were always among the most sought-after invitations in the ton, and despite the terrible weather this one was no exception. Ever since she had arrived that morning, more and more people had poured into the house, laughing, drinking, growing louder and louder as the day grew later and later. Now, just before dinner, the conversation was louder and merrier than ever. Everything was shaping up for a most scandalous few days, bound inside by the snow with nothing to do but be naughty. Just as Melisande herself had planned to do. Until that night with Gray. Now she could think of nothing else at all but him. The way he spoke to her, as no one else ever had, as if she was smart and could understand him, respond to him. The way he touched her, kissed her. How very perfect he was. How she could not deserve him, but she longed to so very much. Against her vivid memories, the noisy party was only a distraction. She wanted to be gone from it.
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