How To Plan A Wedding For A Royal Spy (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
It seemed he’d been cursing nonstop since his argument with Evie, and the stream appeared likely to continue unabated today. “Let me guess,” Alec said as he started the horses down Hereford Street. “Miss Whitney declined to wait for you and has already departed for St. Margaret’s.” “Along with her devil twin. I’d like to lock them in their rooms for a month.” Will pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes, which felt like they’d been scrubbed with sand. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a decent night’s sleep. “I suppose it was entirely predictable.” After catching up with his reluctant fiancée halfway down Monmouth Street last night, Will had hailed a hackney and hustled her into it, crowding her so thoroughly she had no chance to escape. Naturally, their argument had continued, since she’d truly wound herself up in the two minutes it had taken him to run her to ground. She’d shredded his manners, his morals, and his intentions toward her, one moment threatening to box his ears and the next bursting into tears.
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