DAISY ENTERED Lord Hastings’ residence escorted by the Mongol horde also known as her family. They presently surrounded her and pushed her along on their slow migration up the receiving line, paying more attention to her than usual during their progress. Her mother was going on and on about Auguste Malinor and Daisy was now concerned that everyone would make too much of his attentions toward her. She wasn’t about to smile and pretend to be in raptures over a man who didn’t make her tingle. Too bad, for she sincerely wished to adore Auguste. Unfortunately, Gabriel was the one who made her tingle. All over. Every body part. She glanced around. Had he arrived yet? Careful planning was required to slip away from her family and find him, a few choice words... well, very small lies... to her parents and particularly to her Uncle George. Very little escaped his notice, so she’d have to move quickly the moment he was distracted. “You seem pensive this evening,”
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