And her eyes. And that delectable dimple in her chin. Hell, every single damn thing about her. Except the lying. That was something he’d like to forget, but was that smart? She’d deceived him once and he had to assume she might do so again. Her words last night, I’d still want to find it with you, had lessened his doubt—and fueled his desire. Thank God he’d had the sense to get the hell out of her room before making another scandalous mistake. He finished his toilet, drawing his coat on, and made his way across the corridor to Miss Derrington’s room. She answered his summons immediately. His breath stuck in his lungs as he stared at her. She wore her wide-brimmed hat with a green ribbon that tied beneath her chin. The ribbon brought out the green in her eyes, making them look vivid and lush against her pale flesh. She wore the ivory muslin dress with the small yellow flowers again. She looked fresh and lovely, like his favorite berries of summer or the winter’s first snow.
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