But the moment you dare involve love, know that everything will come to a complete and quick halt. And yes, you most certainly will fall off the planet. —The School of Gallantry When the carriage finally rolled to a stop, Maybelle tightened her grip on the key and glanced up at Edmund. “Am I allowed to take leave of your lap now?” she drawled. “No,” he growled out, possessively tightening his hold. “You will stay right where you are.” As the carriage door swung open, she quickly asked, “What is the key for? Exactly?” Without answering, he lifted her up off of his lap, tightened his hold around her, and stood. He led them out of the carriage and toward a beautiful townhouse set in one of the most exquisite parts of London. Where only the ton were allowed to live and breathe. She stiffened, feeling very much out of place, as he carried her up the small set of stairs. “The key, Madam,” he murmured down at her. “In answer to your earlier question.” She released one arm from around his neck and held up the key.
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